When you hear a rumor about Barbara Streisand (attributing Shakespeare to a Web writer, misspelling Dick Gephardt), turn to Streisand's Truth Alert!Related, but not really:Lunching with Tina Brown:I'm suddenly reminded of a dinner party in our garden in New York last summer, when Martha Stewart's chair collapsed and she went flying--head over heels, legs in the air--into the azaleas. Without dropping her canapè, and without the slightest change in her politely-interested facial expression, she rose without a crease from the flowerbed.
The world's funniest joke is not very funny, and certainly does not beat the zero and the eight joke, nor the gay horse, and it's miles from the welder joke.
