Mashed potatoes and history
LAKE HAMILTON, HOT SPRINGS, Ark. — Someone was talking. A local guy in pressed jeans. I could tell by the crease in the pants he must be SOMEBODY around town.
(The more somebody you are, the sharper the crease.)
I picked up that observational skill in the news biz ... seemed whenever anyone was yelling at me, they had creased pants on — and the sharper the crease, the louder the volume.
BASS bosses, relax ... the somebody up there wasn't yelling at me. (I haven't ...
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