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...definitely in Cambridge. Of course, I don’t speak the language, and every stilted conversation I’ve had over such meals makes the deficiency obvious. All my relatives speak English, but socially, I fail to get jokes and tend to fall silent amid idle chatter. I also find otherwise banal things overly amusing: that “super-sizing” your meal at McDonald’s is called “going big-time,” for example (and strictly biologically speaking, I begin to perspire on cue the second I leave...
Just last week SAFOD's giant Texas-style drill bored to an inclined depth of 11,000 ft., coming to within 1,000 ft. of the San Andreas. Around July 4, the giant drill's steel teeth should chatter through to the fault itself, reaching the far side of the San Andreas later this summer. At that point, Stanford University geophysicist Mark Zoback and his colleagues will finish casing the perimeter of their borehole with steel and start packing it with instruments...
...home theater system, the next a digital camera. The item is available until it sells out, or until 11:59 pm Central Time that night, whichever happens first. This oddball approach has generated a cult following, which keeps the community forums abuzz with product reviews and other chatter. Selection of one too limited for you? Try Overstock.com, a perennial favorite among bargain hunters that sells excess inventory at great prices. New to that site: auctions...
Most of Wolff's characters have lifestyles, not lives. Ted, Mitch and Bliss celebrate Helen's 30th birthday with cocaine, love circles and chatter like "I was into a serious good-works routine back then. I wanted to be a saint," and "I used to paralegal with this guy in the city and he decided that he couldn't live without some girl he was seeing." The story is called Leviathan, and it concludes with a Me-generation version of Moby Dick, an insipid recollection of a California whale watch."'He was a monster,' Helen said. 'I mean that...
...mails started to flood in--the first from TIME's Baghdad bureau, others from Sydney, London, Washington and New York City. In my fumbled excitement, I misdialed my brother's phone number three times. Then Steven Gerrard, Liverpool's captain, lifted the trophy, and behind the Cantonese chatter of the TV commentators I could just make out 40,000 Liverpudlian voices singing their club's anthem, You'll Never Walk Alone. That's when I started...