I saw a man standing at a checkout counter at a local supermarket, with a beautiful picture mounted on a placard hung around his neck and the word "Life Magazine" on another placard balanced on his head. "Who's that guy?" I asked the lady at the checkout. "Oh, you've heard of him." "No, I haven't." "Of course, you have. That's Art." "Art who?" "Art imitating Life." ... On the updated $10,000 Pyramid—A group of people ambling about aimlessly.

Christmas is a magical time of year; my money disappears like magic. But in New York City, it's especially magical with the winos and their brightly decorated bottles of Thunderbird. And as I was walking along I heard one young woman say to the other, "Times Square is where all the prostitutes used to be." You know, it's so nice to see young people with a concern for the rich traditions of this city.

"Do you think the reindeer games Rudolph couldn't play were anything like the hunger games?" a friend asked. "Yeah, the reindeer battle it out and the last one left alive gets to pull Santa's sleigh," I responded ... There must have been a millennial putting together one of those pictures features to scroll through on the web. It was promoted as "Rarely Seen Historical Footage" and photograph of John F. Kennedy Jr. saluting his father's casket.