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Surrounded by a crowd of more than 50 students chanting "Scher he's hungry, Scher he's hungry," Scher ate steadily for an hour and a half, finishing the last chicken sandwich just as the dining hall clock read two. "The man's a miracle," said his roommate Adam H. Wolman...
Thus emerged the chief form of American museum art in the early '60s: The Watercolor That Ate the Art World. Of course, one could hardly come right out with it and say the works of Helen Frankenthaler, Kenneth Noland and Morris Louis (quite apart from the thousands of yards of lyric acrylic on unprimed duck done by their many forgotten imitators) were basically huge watercolors. But there was little in the soak-stain methods of color-field painting that did not seek and repeat watercolor effects. The big difference lay in the size, the curtness and (sometimes) the grandeur...
When health writers were asked to a private lunch with Jane Fonda last summer, one of the journalists panicked. "I have to be thin to meet Jane Fonda," thought the columnist, who then proceeded to binge compulsively on bagels. "Instead of eating one, I ate three." An understandable lapse for mere mortals summoned into the presence of the U.S. Goddess of Fitness. But the nervous nosher was a no less exalted figure: Jane Brody, the nation's High Priestess of Health. At the meeting of the two unrestrained Janes, though, it all worked out true to form. Brody, after politely...
Sure, the building at 1730 Cambridge St. looks like something that ate Tokyo, but walk inside, and one is treated to less frightening surroundings. Turn right past the lobby, and ente: OIT's terminal room. It was here that the Hap. v Hacker encountered the Deity, found Nirvana, and found God in the form of an Apple Laserwriter printer...
...established a whorehouse on the construction site. When she began dragging men in off the street, the new city's normally tolerant commissioners had her removed. When that British rascal Rear Admiral George Cockburn broke into the White House with 150 of his sailors on Aug. 24, 1814, they ate the dinner prepared for James and Dolley Madison, who had fled. Then, before firing the place, Cockburn claimed a chair cushion, declaring that it would help him remember Mrs. Madison's seat. The remark was considered so risque it was not printed for years...