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Thinking Man's CB Reading a book without using hands or eyes is made pleasantly possible by a Los Angeles company called Books on Tape. An immediate hit with housewives and commuters who drive to work-not to mention armchair listeners suffering from workaday eye-strain-the audio tomes are cassettes that are rented by mail at prices ranging from $6.50 to $7.50 plus $1.75 mailing charge for a 30-day period. Recorded by professional actors, the tapes for bookworms are grouped arbitrarily in six main categories: Americana (e.g., H.L. Mencken, Ring Lardner), Classics (Henry Thoreau, Mark Twain), Contemporary...
...creation might explode in a supernova, spraying its builders with deadly radiation. Still, the author writes with such refreshing faith in science's ability to conquer all obstacles of time and space that even skeptics may be willing to suspend disbelief and join him in this dazzling armchair journey across the cosmos. Here, at least, they are guaranteed a round trip...
...armchair baseball fan, no one's sinecure in life is more enviable than Roger Angell's. From his comfortable niche in The New Yorker's "Sporting Scene" section, Angell turns out three well-crafted essays a year on the goings-on in major league baseball and spends the rest of his time making his rounds--down south for the exhibition season, a couple of mid-season jaunts to check out this year's contenders and non-contenders, and finally, to the playoffs and the World Series...
...factory, killing his boss's son and then killing himself. The press exploits his family and distorts the picture of the man. His wife (Mother Kusters, played by Brigitte Mira), deserted by her children, seeks comfort where she can find it. First, with the Thalmanns, a couple of armchair communists who ask Mother K. to "unburden" herself to them. Herr Thalmann tells Mother K. that her husband "killed to help others." She tells him "you put it so nicely." The Thalmanns convince her to join the Party in order to right the wrongs committed against her husband and she does...
Another statuette, "Woman Seated in an Armchair Wiping Her Left Armpit," does less to observe the limits of good taste. The woman subject, towel in hand, is twisted around on an armchair, her attention unabashedly focused on the intimate task at hand. The robe slumped formlessly over the back of the chair only adds to the inelegance of the action. And underneath this action lies perhaps the most cruel aspect of the pose: the woman's squat. Her corpulent legs half spread and half closed, and her behind perched unattractively on the very edge of the chair, the pose obviously...