Word: bins
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...part, the slowdown is the result of luck with the weather, which has produced bin-busting crops for several years. In the 1970s, food prices often kept right on rising rapidly even when crops were huge, but that is no longer happening. Export demand has somewhat abated as good crops in many nations have bolstered world supplies. Meanwhile, high interest rates have made it prohibitively expensive for farmers to maintain large storage operations, and as food has been pushed onto the market, prices have slumped. Finally, says Gene Sullivan, director of regional economics at the Federal Reserve Bank of Atlanta...
...Saudis have trimmed production to about 7.5 million bbl. daily from a high of 10.5 million last summer, but experts feel that they would have to cut output to 7 million or even 6 million bbl. to dry up the glut and stop the slide in prices. Sheik Zayed Bin Sultan al-Nahayan, President of the United Arab Emirates, reportedly was in Saudi Arabia last week in an at tempt to persuade King Khalid to send a delegation to the OPEC meeting...
...other noticeable aspect of the Huskies' style is the amount of penalties it gets them. Muscling your way into the slot can't always be done legally, after all. Trips to the sin bin hurt Northeastern, in its 9-6 loss to B.C. (with its 29.7 per-cent-effective power play) last December 10. But, insists coach Flaman (21st on the NHL's career penalty-minutes list). "Six men a side, we're capable of beating them...
...FILM'S BRIEF EXCURSIONS outside that restaurant show Wally on his way to dinner, and on his way home. In these two scenes, Malle sets My Dinner With Andre against a worldly canvas of commercialism and decay. His opening shot frames a refuse bin piled over with garbage, before widening to the dingy vision late afternoon sunlight casts on a New York City street. The closing credits play in front of a strip of posh boutiques caught by a camera moving along with the nighttime taxicab. Like a painter shadowing still-life with the dim light of a candle, Malle...
...next bin over at Woolworth's, boasting enough mark-down tags to make it clear this is not the next Rubik's Cube, are a pile of half-sized plastic swivel chairs. On each there's a label, like the ones men wear at conventions that say "Hi! I'm Bob, General Consolidated (ret.)" Only these say "Hi! I'm a swivel chair." Truth in advertising and all that...