The MacArthurs have been trying to seed their new lawn all week, but the doves just love those tasty little grass seeds. And doves being so cute and all, it's impossible to be genuinely angry with them. Mrs. Mac Arthur (Irene) halfheartedly shoos them away every so often, but the doves simply fly up on top of the roof of their house, where they consider t h e m s e l v e s h i d d e n , a t w h i c h p o i n t t h e y t h r o w exciting little dove parties. I'll always remember the first time I saw snow. I was twelve and it w a s j u s t a f t e r t h e f i r s t and biggest divorce. I was in New York visit -ing my mother and was standing beside a traffic island in the middle of P a r k A v e n u e . I ' d n e v e r been out of L.A. before. I was entranced by the big city. I was looking up at the Pan Am Building and contemplating the essential problem of Manhattan." 'Which is —?" I ask. "Which is that there's too much weight improperly distributed: t o w e r s a n d e l e v a t o r s ; s t e e l , s t o n e , a n d c e m e n t .
