Word: asleep
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...puts Gretta Conroy (Anjelica Huston) in a pensive mood: a delicate young man she once loved, and who hastened his death by courting her, used to sing it. In their hotel room, Gretta tells her husband Gabriel (Donal McCann) about this lost love, arousing an unworthy jealousy. She falls asleep, and he stares out the window, as the snow -- symbol of the universe's indifference to petty social preoccupations and petty emotions too -- falls "upon all the living and the dead." Nature, playing no favorites, blankets them all together...
Last year at Meehan, the Crimson--the team that won the ECAC title, remember?--fell asleep along with the spectators and awoke to find itself in a heated battle with the Bruins. The Crimson regained consciousness in time to snag a 3-2 victory. But if not for the inspired play of back-up goalie John Devin, Harvard would have been the sad victim of Meehan malaise...
...supervises the bedtime ritual: "Did you remember to brush your teeth?" and "Is the light turned out?" As it asks about the child's day, the questions are punctuated with suggestive yawns. To spare the batteries, a microprocessor tells the doll to turn itself off once the child falls asleep and stops squeezing the toy. The bedtime companion comes in two forms -- a baby bear or a baby human -- each with bright eyes that double as a night- light and little electric lips that flicker as it speaks...
Even in those early days, signs might have pointed an expert on alcoholism toward my growing problem. One hint was my immediate tendency to drink to unconsciousness. At parties, I would often fall asleep in mid-hullabaloo on the couch. That drew plenty of jokes at the time. Only much later did I recognize that I had been passing out. Another signal was an initial, abnormally high tolerance for alcohol, at least until the passing-out stage. I thought I could hold my liquor pretty well. Now I think it means that my body was being less dutiful than most...
...constant struggle to retain a sense of humanity. Day after day, town after town, Babbitt trudges on in an electoral blur, answering endless questions and shaking an uncountable number of hands. One recent night in New York City, his wife Hattie arrived and crept / into bed while he was asleep. He awoke before dawn to catch a plane to Pittsburgh. All they shared was a tap on the shoulder."Some mornings," Babbitt concedes, "you wake up and say, 'I can't take another day of this...