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Most of my friends think this is bad. They say that if I'm going to fall asleep, why go to class? Or, if you already dragged your butt to class, why not stay conscious...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: How to Sleep in Class | 10/12/1996 | See Source »

Okay, okay, that was also another rather immature comment, but one can argue that the entire Harvard-Yale rivalry is one of immaturity. I mean, who should care if so-and-so's cricket team can whoop so-and-so's butt...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Who's Number One Now? | 10/1/1996 | See Source »

...primary electorate of one, Gingrich was courted assiduously. Dole listened to his advice and deferred to him in meetings. "The only term to describe how we acted toward Newt" in those crucial preprimary months in 1995, says Reed, "is butt kissing." That alone may have been enough, but there was a good deal of self-interest involved too. Gingrich knew that supporting Dole could preclude a younger pretender from emerging, thus preserving the Speaker's post-'96 options if Dole lost. And if Dole won, Gingrich could function as the new Administration's chief policymaker, or so he reasoned...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: HOW HE GOT THERE | 9/18/1996 | See Source »

...attraction on Prodigy, despite the page's lack of advertising, graphics, sound, color or flashing pyrotechnics. Or maybe as a result: Walter Miller's Home Page is just writing, hilarious writing, in the long tradition of lowbrow American satire. Think of Huck Finn, Forrest Gump and Beavis and Butt-head all channeled through the persona of a 20-year-old, acne-speckled, "boy-gennius programmer in the booming computer industry." Walter Miller's Home Page is little more than misspelled accounts of his exploits, posted to the Web each month. "I guess I'm the product of the pubblic schools...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: THE WEB'S ANONYMOUS | 9/2/1996 | See Source »

...racers wear, which have electrodes in various parts. Then they place me on a bike, an exercise machine called the Stimaster. The machine puts out 50 volts of current, and it makes me move my muscles, causing contractions and extensions from the ankles all the way up to the butt muscles. I started out only being able to tolerate 10 minutes at a time. Now I'm up to an hour. We're building up strength in the calves, the quads and the thighs...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NEW HOPES, NEW DREAMS | 8/26/1996 | See Source »

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