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...marks the spot of Alexander King. He is an ex-illustrator, ex-cartoonist, ex-adman, ex-editor, ex-playwright, ex-dope addict. For a quarter-century he was an ex-painter, and by his own bizarre account qualifies as an ex-midwife. He is also an ex-husband to three wives and an ex-Viennese of sufficient age (60) to remember muttonchopped Emperor Franz Joseph. When doctors told him a few years ago that he might soon be an ex-patient (two strokes, serious kidney disease, peptic ulcer, high blood pressure), he sat down to tell gay stories...
...every hi-fi addict knows, the amplifier is the part of his set that makes little angular noises into big round ones. In the parlor version, it is a dazzling assembly of vacuum tubes, resistors and capacitors. The invention of transistors twelve years ago enabled a speck of germanium to do the work of the vacuum tube, but most of the rest of the circuitry was still needed. Last week Westinghouse Electric Corp. showed an entire milliwatt amplifier, circuitry and all, contained in a single block of germanium hardly bigger (one-thousandth of a cubic inch) than the head...
...Connection is all about drug addicts, and it has a sporadic, hypodermic sort of distinction. The junkies sit in a pad impatiently waiting, but for nothing so vague as Godot: they wait for their "connection" and the heroin he will bring. They numb the hall with torpor, draw beads on the audience with four-letter words, pick their eyes, ears, nails and noses, and squeeze the "green stuff" out of a boil on one man's neck. They trade hip remarks: "I don't have any marijuana, but how quaint of you to ask." Says a Negro junky...
...that your correspondent did not mention the cosmopolitan atmosphere of the hotel. But, then, perhaps the press invasion had displaced the habitues. Among those who stayed at but not in the Constellation were Georges, the French opium addict, and Monsieur the counterfeiter...
...sympathy to Letter Writer L. J. Barnett of Larchmont, N.Y. [July 20]. I also get mad at TIME. But I am such a hopeless addict that I recently filed a five-year subscription to the rag. I suggest to Mr. Barnett that we organize a "TIME Addicts Anonymous" society...