Sir, You Make Me Laugh

I've always been a little jealous of Post writer David Segal. Mostly because he got to interview GBV and play with them on stage at a show in Philly, and because he gets to publish things like this in a national newspaper:

Donald Trump's business acumen and net worth have been fervently debated
for as long as he and his inexplicable hairdo have preoccupied this city. But
there can be little question about the guy's hunches as a publicity-ravenous
egomaniac and preening huckster. In that department, the man is an artist -- and
Tuesday, quite frankly, he made his masterpiece.

And here's a blast from the past. I was at this show and recall it vividly (especially the part about Nate begging for a joint).