At the risk of being a fuddy-duddy I don’t have a computer; I don’t have e-mail; and I really don’t need something in my house that I would be sitting in front of for hours.
By the way, I got a Grammy, which was a big thrill.
It’s awful to have to, but I’ve started thinking about that, you know. 86. I’m thinking, well, maybe I might make it to 90.—(2004)