Tony Kornheiser (53:14)
It's from Alex Lau, our friend in New York. Sorry for my prolonged absence from the mailbag. Much was due to due to to the recent birth of my second child. A masculine child. Aiden James Lowe, 9lbs 3oz. Like his older brother Hudson. A big guy. Big guy, big guy. But just as much of it was due to the apparently unfunny emails I've been sending recently. If you're looking to send a gift, we'd happily take the potatoes, if you can call them that, from this year's harvest you can keep the Beaujolais wine for yourself. We're full bodied red wine drinkers in this house. I'd also take any and all parental advice from my fellow boys dad, Michael. As I'm still several years away from being a man. All of the recent agricultural advice has been useless to me as Manhattanite and frankly I'm not surprised. It's apparent been useless to you as well. A fellow city dweller and native Long Islander whose hands, like mine as an attorney, were built for paying for produce, not growing it. Charlie Burt, Springfield, Virginia the wine story helped me to realize your 2026 crop goals. Grapes. Can you imagine the great weekly segment? The Nigel and Reginald Stomp. Each week the guys stomp on the next batch of wine while making game picks special guest stompers. Wine could be Buster's Blush, Jeff, Ma's Malbec, Chuck Chardonnay and Carville's Cabernet which no one can read the label of, but they love the Cajun taste anyway. Bring on the feet. From Bret Hobbs in Linton, Indiana. The wine story was an example of how much chaos you can create in your family. I have stated in the past that Boone's farm is the cure for all your troubles. Their motto, Lower your standards, lower your stress. Yeah, Andy from Apopka, Florida. I can't be the only one who wondered if Tony's broken toilet was the same one that a certain rodent made his perilous final journey in. Am I? That is true. That was the toilet from the Flush the mouse that was. That was from Jim Cudahy in Locust Grove, Virginia. If the game of celebrities spotted. If the game of celebrities spotted on the golf courses as I offer this, I live on the first fairway of the otherwise unassuming Lake of the woods golf course off of Route 3, west of Fredericksburg. There's a photo on the wall of the pro shop of two guys playing golf that I never really paid attention to. One day, while waiting to check in, I had occasion to examine the photo. It turns out it's from a Pro Am in 1976. And the photo attached, yes, is from. Is a Flip Wilson playing with, wait for it, President Gerald Ford. Makes me wonder how history might have changed if Ford had spent his day campaigning in Texas rather than golfing in Virginia. From David Epstein in New York. Your closing lyrics Wednesday were from the Simon and Garfunkel classic the Only Living Boy in New York. Which had me wondering, which is greater, your encyclopedic knowledge of lyrics or your gift of being unburdened by memory? As you correctly pointed out, Tom is a reference to Art Garfunkel from their days as Tom and Jerry. But I'm wondering if you remember the subsequent lyrics are a reference to Artie appearing in the movie cat. Yes, cat's 22. I know that the part will go fine. He flies down to Mexico to film catch 22. Yes, I know that. The line I know your part will go fine is a literal reference to Artie's role as Nate Leon's in Fly down to Mexico, because that's where the movie was primarily shot. Yes, I did. Ironically, what the inspiration for the song may well have been may well have been the death knell for their relationship. Simon grew frustrated with Garfunkel splitting his attention between music and what appeared to be a budding film career, while Simon wanted full attention on recording sessions. As you know, the only living boy in New York appears on the album Bridge Over Troubled Water. And as great as the album is, it's probably still underrated. Other songs on the album include the Boxer Baby Driver, Cecilia and Keep the Customers Satisfied. Plus, the title track, one of the greatest songs ever. Yeah, I don't. I can't imagine it's underrated. No, I mean, I just can't really. Scott Dean, Catlin. Oh, Scott Dean in Catlin, Illinois. I'm sorry, you've talked about Matt Damon's potatoes and how about his apples? He grew potatoes on Mars, but here's proof. You can grow them in space, too. And there's a picture, an AI rendering of me on Uranus. Yeah, it's growing.