Word: corks
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...that it will be the product of an extraordinary run. If the Dow had risen at its historical rate of 11% a year instead of its 24% average annual rise since 1994, it would now be nearing 6000, and we'd be years--not days--from popping the cork. No one can say when this period of outsized gains will end. But the same trends will not last forever...
...great to see Tom doing so well," said Michael Geoghegan of Cork City, Clifford's co-producer and an Irish immigrant himself. "Just like there is no way of communicating the word no in Gaelic, there's no way of saying...
...William Ginsburg. The screen went dark in the Map Room, and almost immediately there was Hatch on NBC threatening, "I'm just going to blow my stack" if he hears another word against Starr. His stack gone, he moved over to CNN, where he threatened to blow his "cork" if the phrase "$40 million" (as in "$40 million investigation") was repeated again. On the air, he said he was "personally offended" by Clinton's attack; in the hallway, he called the President a "jerk" (as close to a four-letter epithet as Hatch ever gets). Salt Lake Tribune reporter John...
Just now Crowley, 45, is the Gershwin of designers. With his 1987 Broadway debut, Les Liaisons Dangereuses (all those elegant, suffocating drapes!), and 1994's Tony-winning Carousel (a small town in idyllic greens and blues), the kid from Cork, Ireland, showed the breadth and iridescence of his gifts. This year he had three new Broadway shows: Twelfth Night, the Oscar Wilde bio-play The Judas Kiss and Paul Simon's The Capeman. Amid the rubble of Capeman's reviews, Crowley earned praise for his expressionistic perspectives of uptown tenements and upstate jails. He is now at work on four...
...quickly grow tiresome. Liquor is never straightforwardly liquor but rather "the waters of life" or "the spirits that cheer" or "the squeezings of Bacchus." When Malachy meets an Irish actor, he does his all too customary stage-Irish routine: "Begod, Sir, you'd never think the man was from Cork, atall, atall..." And here is our thoughtful memoirist on his conduct during his first wife's first pregnancy: "There was many the night I wouldn't return to the marital bed, as there would be the bed of a nubile, adoring young thing to be tried for the resiliency...