Word: crab
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...just sort of stopped mid-motion on the recovery,” Baker said, “and I thought I might have caught a crab. Then I realized my oar wasn’t stuck, but there was a goose kicking and flapping around in the water...
...Selleck and John Travolta, Dancer Mikhail Baryshnikov (who was seated at Diana's right), Architect I.M. Pei, Explorer Jacques Cousteau, Artists Helen Frankenthaler and David Hockney, and Nancy's cat pack, Jerry Zipkin and Betsy Bloomingdale. The menu, in keeping with royal preferences, was light: lobster mousseline with Maryland crab followed by glazed chicken capsicum and a dessert of peach sorbet. The President and the Prince each was to give a toast; but the Prince, complaining of jet lag, sat down without actually offering one. He then stood up, saying sheepishly, "Excuse me, I've forgotten the toast...
...horseback, the warlord had to stand out from the anonymous mass of his footsloggers, archers and pikemen. In full rig, cased like a land crab in the formal armor that was designed to protect him against sword cuts and even the slow-flying lead balls of a matchlock, he was a sight: the armor consisted of hundreds of lacquered leather platelets, like fish scales, bound together with silk cord. But his mask, finial, badge and troops' standard, all in one, was the helmet, on whose design much fantasy and theatrical cunning were expended. Because they were an inviting target...
...warlords liked emblems of things that are plated, spiky, slippery, streamlined or aggressive--crab claws, antlers, lobster carapace, or even the tail of a catfish. In making them, their armorers came up with shapes so breathtakingly elegant in their severe reduction of nature that they would have no Western parallel until Brancusi. The most extreme are probably those meant to suggest, in a notched and folded cliff of black lacquer rising from the brow, a landscape, specifically Ichi-no-tani Canyon, the site of a famous battle in the 12th century. And there are helmets whose fusion of unstated ferocity...
...trip down Massachusetts Ave. feels more like a journey to another world. Indeed, it takes me about as far away from the pedantic and conventional as I can get in Harvard Square, to the top of the Hong Kong restaurant, where every night but Monday, crowds gather above the crab rangoons and fried rice to hear an alternative to cookie-cutter sitcom comedy...