Word: ballpoints
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Sopping but unstoppable, Clouseau suspiciously sniffs at a jar of cold cream, moves away with a big white blob on the end of his nose. He reflectively sucks on a ballpoint pen, resumes the interrogation with a bright blue tongue. He nervously lights the cigarette of a seductive suspect (Elke Sommer), forgets to extinguish the lighter before he puts it back in his pocket. "Eeeeeeeeek," Elke squeals a moment later. "You're on fire...
...Radiance. Across the English Channel, however, the Johnson image is still contesting unsuccessfully with unfamiliarity, indifference, and fond remembrances of the man he replaced. In Paris, where Johnson is dimly remembered as the Kennedy emissary who paid France a grinning visit in 1961 and distributed ballpoint pens, the press has not yet tried to take the measure of the new President. Most papers have kept a slightly mystified and slightly hostile silence, as if they did not understand the newcomer and hardly cared. "A homogeneous mixture of merits and cunning," cabled the Washington correspondent of Le Monde in a recent...
...ACCIDENT INSIDE MY SKULL, by Eric Hodgins. The author of Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House tells what it was like to rebuild his life after a "cerebrovascular accident" (in layman's terms, a stroke) left him paralyzed four years ago. Hodgins wrote this book with ballpoint pens (he can no longer use a typewriter), but it has Mr. Blandings' old wit and wordcraft...
...ACCIDENT INSIDE MY SKULL, by Eric Hodgins. The author of Mr. BIandings Builds His Dream House tells what it was like to rebuild his life after a major "cerebrovascular accident" (in layman's terms, a stroke) left him severely paralyzed four years ago. Hodgins wrote this book with ballpoint pens (he can no longer use a typewriter), but it has Mr. Blandings' old wit and wordcraft...
...detect that their likely victims-lovers or diplomats, criminals or key executives-can seldom be wholly sure any more that confidential conversations are not being overheard or recorded. Private eyes have become private ears, and they have never been more prosperous. They snoop with "bugs" hidden in hatbands or ballpoint pens. They wire executive suites, washrooms, bedrooms. They tail cars, listening from a safe distance to every word spoken inside them...