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...Adams House I knew I was in trouble. I could tell I needed a slicker, an umbrella, something and my traditional insurance--raingear in my backpack--had somehow been forgotten. The rain dripping down off my glasses and running in streams on my cheek, I gauged the remaining path and hoped for the best...
...scientist stands over me with a laser pointed at my face. His fiendish helper claps goggles onto my eyes. I tense. A searing sensation rips into my face. As the laser traces tiny spider veins across my cheek, zapping them into oblivion, I hear a faint pop, pop, pop. It begins to sting. Yeow, I swear silently. Is that burning flesh I smell? Hey, Doc? Owww. Yeowww! DOC! Dr. Harold Lancer, my Beverly Hills dermatologist, is laughing. He had warned me to take some Valium before the procedure (or risk scaring off his celebrity clients, no doubt...
...weeks later, the pain forgiven, my cheek peachy and clear, I'm back for more. This time Lancer zaps an ugly brown spot on my left cheek--the result of driving with the California sun constantly bombarding my face. (Seems my chic metal sunglasses had been channeling the sun onto one spot.) This time he uses a different, less powerful laser. Surprise--there's barely any pain! Within days there is also no sign of the stupid blotch that had been bothering me for years. I'm getting to like these lasers...
...already been booked. The guest? Former President George Bush. He was in Philly giving a speech and asked for the $1,400-a-night Presidential Suite at the Rittenhouse Hotel. Who could say no? Not David Benton, the tony hostelry's general manager, who has been taking "tongue-in-cheek flak" from his competitors ever since. But the rule that no rooms can be booked still stands, says Rendell, unless "the person asking to book the room is a former President whose son is the leading contender...
Dudley has already received one job offer--although he said it was just tongue in cheek...