Word: cocktailing
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Companies that began as a whim or a part-time venture are scrambling to fill orders. General Comet Industries, which licenses a comet logo, has enticed nearly a dozen businesses to slap the trademark onto products such as running shoes and cocktail mixes. General Comet also sells its own paraphernalia, including elegantly engraved "comet stock" certificates at a mere $9.95 per 100 shares. "We started this as a lighthearted spoof," says Ryan, "but the response has been overwhelming." Two years ago, a pair of air-traffic controllers in Albuquerque launched Astroline Products, selling Halley's pins, caps and traveling bags...
Students clutch champagne in one hand and plastic trays in the other, wading through the vaguely embarrassing rituals of freshman dining: long lines, poor food, awkward conversation. With seniors making the transition from dining halls to cocktail parties, sparkling cider to fizzy champagne, breakfast for 1,600 seems a step back...
...roving reporter-style question about me, answered by five witty Crimson friends: “In a wrestling match between Jeni and Summers, who would win?” “What do you like most about Jenifer L. Steinhardt?” “What cocktail best represents Jeni...
...convened at an intersection of a major expressway. I assumed we would head to someone's house, but my friends had something else in mind. In four cars, we took off down the highway, going 60 miles an hour, swerving to get close enough so I could pass a cocktail made of whiskey with mulberry nectar out the passenger-side window of our Korean hatchback to a friend in one of the other cars. Our stereo screeched Shaggy's Hey Sexy Lady; theirs, insipid Lebanese pop. Tehran, with its murals of suicide bombers, Versace billboards and rickety buses adorned with...
...after surviving the cocktail hour from hell, I attended a practice session of 127, Iran's hottest underground rock band. Because the regime still pretends to oppose the toxic culture of the West, rock music is semi-taboo, so the band rehearses in a soundproof bunker inside an abandoned greenhouse in a low-rise complex of concrete apartment blocks on the outskirts of the city. The band members compare themselves with writers in Soviet Russia--miserably creative, creatively miserable. They sing in English and dress in the uniform of global grunge: long sideburns, faded Converse sneakers and plaid shirts...