Word: bathed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...because actually I only got them at age two because I was very mature for my age. I wore them to bed. I wore them to Sunday School, and I wore them to my first pancake caring contest. Mom made me take them off when I got in the bath tub, but that wasn't very often...
...three acres to a development company for $280,000. Now 60, Ohno has his money in good stocks. his children in good schools, his wife in a modern house. But he has lost, he says, "the smell of the earth, the satisfaction of a good crop, the scalding bath at the end of a hard day's work...
BLOOD TINGLING. While you recuperate in the sauna bath, a gentleman technician sprinkles the heated rocks with Russian pine oil and "a dash of eucalyptus for the inhalation." Then it's on to the Swiss shower, a kind of liquefied Iron Maiden. You stand surrounded by a firing squad of nozzles and whooosh!-needle-like jetsprays of chilling water riddle you from 16 different directions. "That," says a gentleman technician, helping you into a gold terry-cloth toga, "ought to get the old blood circulating...
...Herbal Wrap Room, a darkened chamber with a flickering brick fireplace. As you climb onto a bed, you are rolled like a tortilla into sheets soaked in a steaming brew of "21 exotic Oriental herbs." When done to a spicy turn, you plop into a hydrother-apeutic bath frothing with sesquicar-bonates, lithium chloride, magnesium sulfate, hexachlorophene-everything, presumably, but cyclamates. BELLY BUDGETING. More appetizing recipes are offered in the spa's dietetic dining room. There guests bend over their menus like accountants, busily subtracting a prune whip (40 calories) here and adding a rutabaga julienne (36) there. "Spoof...
...Cabinet scenes and the comically proficient acting of such Second City alumni as Paul Dooley, Andrew Duncan and Anthony Holland. Holland, in particular, has been an off-Broadway delight for several years. His knees sag with melancholy. He can throw himself on a chair as limply as a discarded bath towel and rise from it with the agitated wiriness of a berserk coat hanger. Perhaps all he needs to be truly discovered is to have Neil Simon see the show, as he did Jimmy Coco's, and then build a surefire comedy around...