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Andrew Tully wrote thousands of columns during his illustrious career as an author and newspaper man, but back in the days before email and faxes and courier services, the mailing of an intended column sometimes went awry or delivery was delayed.MoreAndrew Tully wrote thousands of columns during his illustrious career as an author and newspaper man, but back in the days before email and faxes and courier services, the mailing of an intended column sometimes went awry or delivery was delayed. Therefore alternative columns, or anytime columns, needed to be kept on hand in order that deadlines werent missed. Full of Andrew Tullys wit, compassion, direct and often irreverent observations, and an ability to laugh at himself, these tidbits from the collection of one hundred syndicated anytime columns written between 1962-1987 speak for themselves:On the increase in drunkenness: Chairs and tables are the villains. Any bartender will testify that the drinker who takes a snort on his hind legs is a better judge of his sobriety than the celebrant glued to a chair. If it seems to be an effort to adjust a foot on the brass rail the time has come to pay up and blow the joint.On the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier: Resting there in his noble crypt, he is a symbol not of glorious victory nor of mans dedicated courage, but of something disturbingly simple. He is the affidavit certifying the awful truth that to the Sudden Death which prowls a battlefield no man has a name.On Ogden Nash: There was also that wonderful poet, Ogden Nash, a fresh breeze every moment of his happy life. We writers needed him. He was on our side. Meanwhile, he preached daily that writing was just as respectable as selling used cars.On cats: I not only am unimpressed by cats, I am distrustful of them. I have always made it a practice never to lend money to a cat. Cats are deadbeats. Cats pout if not addressed as Lord This or Countess That.