From Gawker, who no doubt posted something raincoaster-swipe-worthy to celebrate my new status as a certified (and certifiable) Gawker commenter. The few. The proud. The ones who read the open invitation on Sunday night and emailed just before passing out.

Sunday I saw Abe Vigoda putting the moves on some broad who couldn’t have been more than 60, on a bench in central park outside the Delacorte waiting for Macbeth. I was sitting next to him when I called a friend and told her Abe Vigoda was alive and well in central park. After I hung up, the dame said, “is that who you are, Abe Vigoda? Weren’t you Luca Brazi in Barney Miller?” and he said, “No, I was Sally Tessio in Fish.”