Word: bus
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Hurts, My Feet Stink, and I Don't Love Jesus," the hangover song of all time. And, too, there are the sloshed and sleazy Buffett songs that sum it-up, like "Brand New Country Star" off the "3/4 Time" album: Well, he outgrew his sequinned suit, sold his Trailways bus Let his hair get a little too long, ducktails bit the dust. His custom-made pearl-inlaid guitar slipped from his hands And in its place a new electric one he had flown in from Japan. He's a cheeseburger-eatin', abandoned- Sunday-meetin', Brand New Country Star. He rides...
...century, dispatches from the wireless room down the hall being hustled in and out. She would, too, like to hear the shouts of Teddy Roosevelt as he romped through corridors, get a short glimpse of Eleanor Roosevelt bustling out the front door of the White House to take a bus or walk up Connecticut Avenue like any other citizen...
...party had climaxed at about 12:30 a.m., when a contingent of Wellesley women who had flushed into the room with the studied elan and fragrant swish of social breeding abandoned us for the bus back home or the rooms of hospitable Harvard students. The stoned still demanded drinks at the bar and barked when they were not available, the girl with the eye on her shirt had been convinced to keep on dancing, and even the boy with the tired black hat on his head continued to dance angularly with the girl I still...
...first was that we stood out as foreigners because we arrived at school every morning in our Volvo station wagon, which was one of maybe two in all of Moscow. Everyone would stare at us--it was very embarrassing. But after a while, we went to school on the bus, and made friends because everyone was interested in us," Steve remembers. By the end of three months, Schecter says, he was speaking Russian fluently...
...journey begins the music comes on and nothing happens until lunchtime. When the box lunches are distributed there is a slight commotion punctuated by titters and whispers. This is because traditionally women are not allowed to eat in public. Unfortunately there is no place to hide on the bus, the journey is long, and the novelty of a box lunch is tempting. Some of the real stoics hold out, but most women break hastily into their provisions and sneak bits of food underneath their veils when they think nobody is looking...