No Talkin’ To The Big Guy In Red
Or how a little planning ahead might have helped an inveterate scribe without foresight.
“Bluffstein. Talk!”
I understood from past experience that Bennie Bluffstein, Kris Kringle’s press flack, is nothing if not a guy with something else pressing at every moment. “Yo. Hello. Time is money. Anybody there? Talk. My phones are blinking like Circus Circus.”
