A. Go ahead, have some more.
A. Not having spent my 20s traveling and goofing off, instead of in my first marriage
A. A just-right balance of time and money, which are often mutually exclusive. Other than that, sitting up in a tree in Eastside Park, Paterson, New Jersey, with a pile of Uncle Scrooge comics on a summer afternoon in 1958.
A. Other than at my fireside in Vermont? Maybe skiing, late afternoon, surrounded by aplenglow. Or in cozy bistro like the Bris Bise in Gaspé, Quebec.
A. Asinine rules and regulations