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...should have scored," said Radcliffe field hockey coach Debi Field. We showed good ball control and some nice moves on attack but we couldn't finish it off and put the ball in the cage...
They have decked their official home with a handsome set of artworks, including 15 to 20 items from Rocky's personal collection. For the master bedroom they have donated the famous $35,000 "cage" bed designed by Surrealist Max Ernst, which will remain after the family leaves. It has a seven-foot mink coverlet, trap doors for lamps, telephones and stereo controls, as well as accompanying sun and moon medallions at the head and foot, and a lithograph of Ernst's painting The Great Ignoramus. The Rockefellers have also contributed a dozen pieces of furniture, including Korean...
Harvard had at one time the best track facility in New England--the Bubble, a structure supported by air. But when an air blower blew out two years ago, the Bubble collapsed, and Harvard had to resort back to Briggs Cage. Briggs is probably the worst indoor college track in the East if not the universe, and the less said about it the better. A personal inspection should suffice...
...also pay close attention to exotic prequake signals-including oddities of animal behavior-so far largely overlooked by other nations. Before a quake in the summer of 1969, the Chinese observed that in the Tientsin zoo, the swans abruptly left the water, a Manchurian tiger stopped pacing in his cage, a Tibetan yak collapsed, and a panda held its head in its paws and moaned. On his return from the China tour, USGS's Barry Raleigh learned that horses had behaved skittishly in the Hollister area before the Thanksgiving Day quake. "We were very skeptical when we arrived...
...empty night and headlights that beam vaguely, duskily across the spread of road and desert that lap across each other here, where the march of flourescent poles has not yet reached. Catching our headlights in smoothflowing creaminess, the antlers pierce mutely our forward fall: motionless, steady in their chrome cage, at the fore of our seamless void, too strong, too immutable in their decay for our quick-lipped, easy spun gasp of time...