Judy Collins to Cindy Adams

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Judy Collins "She talks of her addiction and her son's suicide.

"I look back at my life, but I can't stare at it. I know about that era's sex, love, politics, drugs and chaos," she says. "I had many affairs.":

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Not so sweet life
By CINDY ADAMS
New York Post
Last Updated: 3:34 AM, August 8, 2011
Posted: 1:39 AM, August 8, 2011

Cindy Adams On Obama

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"SAVANTS say our current president was elected because voters resented the previous president. And why were they anti-Bush? Because of an unending war in the Middle East. After masses of mankind switched allegiance -- came Obama. So now we got the beginning of another not-term-limited war in the Middle East.
America's future is to help every Arab-centic acreage that hates us. Soon our country will branch out to other regions. Bermuda has a bus strike? We'll send in troops. Albania doesn't know its assets from a hole in the ground, let's martial US militia.
And this local Chicago fieldworker rookie who mostly parades around the world so the wife and kids can see foreign soil free -- on our dime -- says he won't dispatch American forces. Yeah? Like Vietnam? Afghanistan? Iraq? Every place but New Orleans because his family's probably already been there.
And why do I dare sound off politically when I know nothing more than anyone else? Because I'm entitled to my opinion. That's why."

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Everyone get tickled
By CINDY ADAMS
New York Post
Last Updated: 12:23 AM, March 22, 2011
Posted: 11:27 PM, March 21, 2011

Cindy Adams' Exercise Routine

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"Jeweler Judith Ripka's daughter-in- law sent her this workout:

Stand on a comfortable surface. Plenty of room on each side. With a 5-pound potato bag in each hand, extend arms straight out from your sides. Hold one minute or as long as you can. Each day hold this position a bit longer. After a few weeks, move up to 10-pound potato bags. Then try 50-pound potato bags. Eventually try for a 100-pound potato bag in each hand and hold arms straight for more than a full minute.

After you feel confident at this level, put a potato in each bag."

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Maggie's heart is Oscar-crazy

By CINDY ADAMS

New York Post

Last Updated: 10:03 AM, March 3, 2010

Posted: 12:04 AM, March 3, 2010

Cindy Adams

Cindy's Clutter Solutions

"How about shelves of VHS tapes. Nobody uses VHS anymore. Equipment that still accommodates those probably comes with a picture of a Victor gramophone and a dog. Three "Bridges of Madison County" and two "King Kong" tapes I really don't need anymore. But throw them out? Can't. Take the effort to convert them to DVDs, which by that time the DVDs will get reconverted to some other initials? No. Besides, having seen them in movie theaters, I never watched those VHSes in the first place, so why would I watch their DVDs? But throw them out? What're you, crazy?"

'Throw away' lines to keep

By CINDY ADAMS

New York Post

Last Updated: 3:04 AM, January 24, 2010

Posted: 12:51 AM, January 24, 2010

Clutter. How to get rid of clutter that's taking all your space, all your attention, all your time. One friend found a way: "I divorced him."<p> </p><br> For those who've already served loyally and well and are divorced from even the thought of ever marrying again, you need another way. Moving won't help because a hard-core clutterer will just pack up the junk and schlep it along.<p> </p><br> Forget the "in case" stuff you can't throw out. In case you lose five pounds and fit into that again. In case that style with the big shoulder pads ever comes back. In case it doesn't and you just remove those shoulder pads. In my case, the shoulder pads<p> </p><br>didcome back and my closet was so cluttered, I couldn't locate the jackets that had them.<p> </p><br> How about shelves of VHS tapes. Nobody uses VHS anymore. Equipment that still accommodates those probably comes with a picture of a Victor gramophone and a dog. Three "Bridges of Madison County" and two "King Kong" tapes I really don't need anymore. But throw them out? Can't. Take the effort to convert them to DVDs, which by that time the DVDs will get reconverted to some other initials? No. Besides, having seen them in movie theaters, I never watched those VHSes in the first place, so why would I watch their DVDs? But throw them out? What're you, crazy?<p> </p><br> For some Veteran of Foreign Wars donation, a CPA I know received a flag. No little pennant or something to stick on your desk. A large-sized outdoor American flag. She has a small one-bedroom apartment. No back yard, front yard, patio, roof or terrace. Not even a window box. So what to do with it? You cannot just discard an American flag. Can't stick it in any trash bin marked "plastic" or "papers." There's rules for its removal. She can't bury it. She has no ground anywhere. So rolled up in her closet stands an American flag the size a college would fly because she doesn't know where to put it.<p> </p><br> Take the photos. Your once-in-a-lifetime vacation. You schlep along the newest camera. You snap 8 million pictures.<p> </p><br>Annie Leibovitzdoesn't take so many. Shots of you on a horse, off the horse, in the pool, out of the pool, by the horse near the pool. Being tech-savvy modern, you go paperless. Digital. You buy special software. Previously you'd dump the film somewhere to be developed, fetch it eventually, stick it in an album and forget it the rest of your life. Now what? We're talking labor-intensive. You have to transfer it, and then what do you do with all these dumb images nobody wants to see? Stick them where?<p> </p><br> Magazines. I still have copies of Life, Look, Pic, Saturday Evening Post and a dog-eared 1949 Movieplay featuring<p> </p><br>Doris Dayon the cover smiling wide enough to satisfy her throat doctor. So why do I save them? Not because I'm hot to learn "How Movie Star Doris Day Cooks For Her Man" but because I intended to reread certain helpful pieces. So did I ever? Of course not. Until this column, I didn't even recall I had them. I also have a huge pile of yellowed, musty, dusty articles torn from these magazines. Like "How to Remove an Ink Stain From Your Pink Blouse." I've since learned an even better way. Throw out the pink blouse.<p> </p><br> Shopping bags. The Mosler company might create a safe that houses shopping bags. God forbid a female person should give up a shopping bag. My housekeeper could spend half an hour finding a Waldbaum's job rather than relinquish one of our Tiffanys. People give me things I don't want. I throw out these gifts. I keep the shopping bags. What is the psychological reason women can't toss out shopping bags? I still have two from Bonwit Teller. If Bonwit ever comes back, boy am I ready!<p> </p><br> There's the shoe situation. Pointy-toed, round-toed, open-toed. Many out of style but we keep them. They'll go with Something. A couple don't even fit. They're tight. But they were $1,000, on sale for $150. Get rid of them? Please. A few actually hurt but the thought is, we can maybe get through one evening wearing them. We'll pick those for a no-walking-no-standing event. Like taking the car to a sit-down dinner. How bad could the pain be?<p> </p><br> Anther major problem is stuff with a history. Like my sweater from Peru. Handmade, hand-knit, hand-whatever'd. Black with colorful hand-embroidered flowers. It reprises my experience on the Inca Trail and how exciting it was to buy this gorgeous, local-made, alpaca sweater in Lima. However, the thing itches. It brings up memories but it also brings up welts. My trip was three years ago. I've worn that sweater once. On my Sunday morning "Today in New York" segment. It looked stunning. A friend saw it. Adored it. Wanted it. To give it to her made me happy because this way at least I wasn't throwing the thing out. Two days later she sent it back. "It itches," she said.<p> </p><br> The mail. There's mail to be answered, mail to be sent, mail to be thrown out, mail to be signed, mail to be stamped, mail to be RSVP'd, bills to be paid, bills to be argued, wedding announcements to keep so you can send a gift, invitations to keep so you know the address of where you're going. And where to shove all this paper? Maybe in the shoes?<p> </p><br>

Cindy Adams

Dinner Talk

 Phyllis Diller: "When I did this variety show with Tony Randall, the first thing he says to me is something about fellatio. I'd never heard the word before. So I said, 'Well, I haven't read much Shakespeare.' " . . . Christopher Walken: "Early on I was a cabaret dancer going nowhere until Monique van Vooren got the hots for me, took me out of the chorus line and into 'Roseland,' the part of a dance instructor who mooches off older women."

Veggie 'Still' ready

By CINDY ADAMS

New York Post

Last Updated: 3:27 AM, January 23, 2010

Posted: 12:48 AM, January 22, 2010

L<p> </p><br>AURA Linney,<p> </p><br>Alicia Silverstone,<p> </p><br>Eric Bogosian,<p> </p><br>Brian d'Arcy Jamesopen the 28th in B'way's "Time Stands Still." They'll soon learn they'll also have to stand still for Al icia's passion -- vegetarian food. We discussed that when we saw one another somewhere. She then phoned next day to discuss it some more.<p> </p><br>"See, I had a best seller recently. 'The Kind Diet.' Like being kind to yourself. Kind to the planet. Kind about everything." Yeah, OK.<p> </p><br>"I have three dogs. One day I realized if I wouldn't eat my dogs, why eat<p> </p><br>anyanimals?<p> </p><br>Anymeat. Why's a baby cow different from a dog? They have the same joys, same pain. At the time I was using an asthma inhaler, suffering with acne, getting allergy shots, on antibiotics . . . "<p> </p><br>My thoughts drifted to that glorious rare sirloin I'd just consumed in<p> </p><br>Michael Lomonaco's Porter House restaurant at the Time Warner Center . . . ooooh, so good . . . "You can't eat bad food. You must understand which food's good for your body. So I changed my diet. Immediately my weight stabilized, I had more energy, the whites of my eyes grew whiter, nails got strong, skin cleared, medications went down. I healed myself. Then I did research, and my book gives you this information."<p> </p><br>I wondered should I tell this vegetarian about my steak's onion rings?<p> </p><br>"Now I often feed Laura Linney vermicelli noodles, mountain roots with grilled ginger or what I sometimes bring from home, like the couscous my husband makes. And Eric wants to try. The other day he brought roast chestnuts for us, and we added dehydrated mangoes. Matinee days I might do a sandwich with pesto, sun-dried tomatoes and grilled tofu."<p> </p><br>Alright already. I now wanted to be fed with theater information.<p> </p><br>"I love Broadway. But sometimes our living playwright<p> </p><br>Donald Margulieschanges words, and that's scary. I went blank one day. A moment of absolute dementia. No idea where I was, what I was doing. I nearly had a heart attack. Fortunately, Laura Linney picked me up."<p> </p><br>I think the possibility is, she OD'd on alfalfa.<p> </p><br>SO, the Metropolitan Pavilion. Ameri can Antique Show benefit. It's for the American Folk Art Museum. So I see decorator<p> </p><br>Mario Buatta. He says: "I love folking." I see<p> </p><br>Maria Dizziafrom (excuse the expression) "The Vibrator Play." She says: "Your reviewer called me crinkly faced and shrill." I see<p> </p><br>Lynda Bird Johnson Robb. She says about her gold necklace: "An heirloom piece from my mother. But I don't know where it's from and I can't ask her." The chat was almost as good as the art.<p> </p><br>ADDING to more charming conversa tion:<p> </p><br>Sandra Bernhard: "You have better luck being somebody like<p> </p><br>k.d. lang, who's just full-on major dyke, than when you're ambiguous like me." . . .<p> </p><br>Courtney Love: "A guy can walk around in a dress for all I care, so long as I get thrown around the room. Toss me around, and you've mastered me." . . .<p> </p><br>Phyllis Diller: "When I did this variety show with Tony Randall, the first thing he says to me is something about fellatio. I'd never heard the word before. So I said, 'Well, I haven't read much Shakespeare.' " . . .<p> </p><br>Christopher Walken: "Early on I was a cabaret dancer going nowhere until<p> </p><br>Monique van Voorengot the hots for me, took me out of the chorus line and into 'Roseland,' the part of a dance instructor who mooches off older women."<p> </p><br>AND more benefit evenings: Feb. 2 Thurman Munson's widow,<p> </p><br>Diana, honoring the 30th year he's gone.<p> </p><br>Joba Chamberlain,<p> </p><br>Lou Piniella,<p> </p><br>Darryl Strawberryare among those who'll suit up at the Grand Hyatt's Thurman Munson Awards dinner . . .<p> </p><br>Julia Stiles, fresh from a Costa Rican vacation, is behind March 3's Columbia Scholarship Program dinner at Cipriani . . . So many dinners. Maybe next up, a snack for underprivileged gossip columnists???<p> </p><br>WHILE most humans want<p> </p><br>outof DC,<p> </p><br>Chris Tuckerlunched with three friends in its W Hotel, and<p> </p><br>Taraji P. Hensonhad cocktails at rooftop bar POV overlooking the White House . . .<p> </p><br>Danny Fried's knocked off a book about his China Club, which includes photos of<p> </p><br>Sting,<p> </p><br>Elton,<p> </p><br>Rod,<p> </p><br>Madonnaplus tales of previous attendees<p> </p><br>O.J.and<p> </p><br>Nicole. . . Golden Glober<p> </p><br>Drew Barrymoresomewhere keeps one lone strand from her head inside a plastic baggie with the notation: "My First Gray Hair."<p> </p><br>RUSSIA must be in real financial trou ble. I'm hearing work started in turn ing Lenin's Tomb into a Starbucks . . . Speaking of trouble, here's the NY Times on its cafeteria's recent gastrointestinal kerfuffle: "The Department of Health completed testing" . . . "Norovirus was the likely cause. Highly contagious, it's recently been confirmed at many businesses and schools . . . we continue to stress good hand-washing hygiene."<p> </p><br>REALTY expert<p> </p><br>Barbara Corcoran, who knows everything about every where, says there exists something called The Pod Hotel, 230 E. 51st St. It has budgetary rooms with no johns. Bathrooms in the hall. A light on indicates which one's available.<p> </p><br>Only in New York, kids, only in New York.

Cindy Adams