I’m thinking, there was a hit about B.O.? One of those Xmas novelty songs, perhaps, about Santa not wanting to come down the chimney because of someone’s socks hanging there? Then I click to read the article:
Good lord–a wisecrack about my late, lamented Movieline column? Gosh, I miss being paid for being a weisenheimer . . . Now I give it away for free . . .
I should have quit and they should have ended publishing when founder and editor Ed Margulies, who was the heart and soul (and wit) of that magazine, died in 1999. I knew it would go down the terlet with him gone, and so it did.