Did I ever tell you about the time I was hanging with Pablo Picasso, quaffing espresso at a Parisian cafe, and how I helped him conceive Guernica? Oh, wait—no, I didn’t do that. I had Picasso confused with my kid’s kindergarten finger painting project, and we were in McDonalds. So easy to get these kind of things confused when you’re a busy newsman.
And finally. . .