Word: conscious
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...average head measures between seven and a quarter to seven and a half inches, but some Harvard students, believe it or not, register eight inches or more. At Harvard, where swelled egos and bloated brains prosper, people are particularly conscious of their head size. According to Sicari, the majority of huge-headed people try to blow off their shame with comments like, "It's probably all the knowledge I have...
...gloss with pink pens. No "how-do-I-love-thees" cling to Hollander's pages like damp, juvenile kisses. Hollander's newest book of poetry, Figurehead, insulted my delicate romantic sensibilities at first with its apparent lack of poeticized emotion and what seemed overly intellectual, self-conscious and anal attention to grandiose metrical dexterity, complete with a hyper-inflated vocabulary that rivals Webster...
...Hollander is in his 60s. So he's already published 17 books of poetry. So he's a "modern master." So he's definitely not writing for lovesick adolescents. I guess I'm willing to accept that the grandiosity of his technique has a purpose beyond self-conscious display...
Deconstruction everywhere. Retro is getting tired. Until they start making ice cream flavors in Postmodern Pistachio Pastiche, this headlong rush to reassemble everything from its self-conscious rubble can still be stomached. Put postmodernism in your mouth and you'll find it's indigestible. Thankfully, and refreshingly, kitsch-pop masters Pizzicato Five can still render postmodernism an enjoyably tasteful joy ride. They trip through safe and smiley TV-land in a jalopy heap slapped together from '60s and jap pop, hip hop beats, funk threads, classical samples, bossa nova riffs and exotica, running on smooth easy-listening gas. Maki Nomiya...
...forget Charly (Patrich Mercado) and Fredo (Jo Prestia), two bouncer/bikers with whom Marie and Isa at first spar and then hang out. Sensitive and self-conscious Charly especially is not your stereotypical biker whose modified muffler leaves city canyons quaking. The somewhat roly-poly fellow somberly and touchingly informs Marie that he knows many people are turned off by his weight. Even when the two bikers are pressing rolled-up francs into their friends' hands, for all the implicit paternalistic reek there's not a note of honest care absent...