Word: bladed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Academy graduate ('45) who still talks of market testing in terms of "shakedown cruises," has gotten considerable mileage out of his fuel. Ronson's butane lighters led to butane candles, basement workshop torches, and the butane chafing dish. Just as Gillette sells razors cheaply and counts on blade refills for profit, Ronson prices its butane appliances modestly, profits from refill sales of the fuel...
...reflected, "even used to say 'ouch' when someone bumped into her blip [falsies]." Today's dances reminded her of "some African rite of blip [circumcision]." So far, her lip has been blipped at least 100 times. "It's beginning to sound like a razor-blade commercial," she complains happily. Unblipped, she sounds like a mildly bawdy grandmother. To her, the Golden Gate Bridge seems like "a great big glorious G string." She opined that Ernest Borgnine and Ethel Merman's wedding reception "lasted longer than the marriage." To get the kind of money Sinatra...
...partygoers; yet even when surrounded by admirers he somehow seemed lonely. He was a completely sophisticated citizen of the world; yet he was at home only on his Libertyville, Ill., farm, chatting with friends in the library or expertly driving a tractor over his 70 acres. "I know every blade of grass and every tree," he once said. "I like to watch them grow, and I hate to be away from them...
Married. Kingsley Amis, 43, Britain's maturing, anti-Establishment novelist (One Fat Englishman), most recently turned student of 007 (The James Bond Dossier), whom he humorously and minutely examines from poison tip to blade-edged toe; and Elizabeth Jane Howard, 42, fellow novelist (The Sea Change); he for the second time, she for the third; in London...
RUSSIAN ART SONGS (Vanguard). The soprano is Russian-born Netania Devrath, whose pure and sunlit voice is best suited to songs of springtime and skylarks by Rimsky-Korsakov and Rachmaninoff; but also it can be darkened with sorrow, as in Tchaikovsky's laments (Was I Not a Blade of Grass; To Forget So Soon...