Word: barreled
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...scraping the bottom of the barrel," one Jerusalem-based reporter admitted. And what's at the bottom? Momentous questions to Boucher like this one: "Is Buddy still at Camp David, and how's the chemistry between Buddy and the delegates?" Boucher, showing he's a true diplomat, responded, "That's out of my jurisdiction. You'll have to ask the White House...
Hallelujah! Crude oil futures were sliding fast Wednesday in the wake of Saudi Arabia's near-unilateral promise to pump an extra 500,000 barrels a day into the world market. By midday Wednesday, the benchmark London Brent blend had dipped below $30 a barrel and seemed well on its way to the long-term $25 target that the Saudis say they're aiming for - a price that could shave 20 cents a gallon off nationwide prices at U.S. pumps...
...attempt to answer the moguls' pathetic pleas for answers (and perhaps in a bid to keep Murdoch from buying them up lock, stock and barrel), both newspapers worked in down-and-dirty financial analyses of the movie crisis, trying, without success, to work out the arithmetical correlation between moviegoers' appetites and the position of the moon and certain planets...
...sensors and even smarter cars that are constantly aware of the traffic that is flowing around them. Drivers in the not-too-distant future, they say, will navigate from their home to the nearest freeway entrance ramp, at which point the collision-detection computer will take over. Commuters will barrel down the highway at 120 m.p.h., with only a few inches between their car and the next. But will they worry? No, they'll be checking the NASDAQ and gabbing on their cell phone and scouring eBay until they reach their programmed exit--finally ushering in the age of fully...
...built by computer but experienced through as many senses as you can afford. It's a perfectly legal mind-blowing experience to rival Timothy Leary's best trips, and it makes today's PlayStations seem as primitive a pastime as bobbing for apples in a barrel...