A World of Impossibilities --DeWese

My friend and arch nemesis column writer for another magazine, Dick Vinocur, characterizes himself openly as a "babe magnet." "BABE MAGNET?"

Then I saw two gorgeous 30ish to 40ish women sidle up to the 70ish raconteur, who was leaning on his cane and rakishly winking at the beauties inside a casino that we were patronizing out West recently. I, on the other hand, was innocently waiting and feeling all of being 60ish, $10 in hand to tip the valet where Mr. Hotshot Lady's Man had just raked in four figures in cash—which I doubt he will ever remember to report to the Internal Revenue Service.