Word: cottoned
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Grunwald continues: "The Gap...makes us blend into a crowd of casual, comfortable clothing." In a metaphor that is almost poetic, Grun-wald explains: With the pocket t-shirts and cotton turtlenecks grouped into small, medium, large and extra large, "the Gap fits everybody. It provides the sartorial equivalent of the Big Tent, welcoming America's diverse multitude of grossly misshapen bodies into the comforting embrace of its loose fitting" sweaters...
...Susan Weld was about the only Republican here, and all the Democrats were partisan, except Bob Reich," said Thomas B. Cotton...
Swallowing the first capsule, I wondered how exactly it would kick in. Within minutes my mouth dried up, as if I had swallowed a handful of cotton balls. Water and chewing gum soon solved that problem. Then halfway through Letterman, around the time of my nightly kitchen crawl, something peculiar happened. I zoomed in on a bowl of green pippin apples, fixating on their aesthetic beauty more than their sweet taste. I stared at them intensely, then decided I wasn't hungry after all. Instead, I sipped some cranberry juice and somehow felt satisfied...
...pair's catty and provocative banter heightens quickly into sneerful braying as Martha announces that, at daddy's request, she's invited a young couple over for a nightcap. The jocky, naively ambitious biology professor Nick (Roy Souza) and his cotton-candy wifelet Honey (Nicole Jesson) arrive amidst a jeering exchange of expletives. At first bubbling with apologies and awkwardness, they soon fall immediately into their hosts' manipulative and destructive games. Surrounded by a well-stocked bar and worn volumes on the shelves (including such too-apt titles as "The Possessed," "Illusions," "Gamesman" and "Father's Day"), the elder couple...
...chats with the young mother, the doctor flicks a cotton swab into the mouth of her infant son, collecting a small sample of mucus from inside his cheek. In the back room of his office, he inserts the sample into a machine, which extracts DNA from the mucus cells and compares it with the genetic material on a dime-size chip. Minutes later, a computer printer begins to spit out a list of the infant's genes. Fortunately, all but a few of the genes are labeled "normal." It is those few that the doctor discusses as he explains...