Word: crayoned
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...saying, 'My God, I'm going crazy, it's climbing-the-wall time,' " says Bombeck. She is 57 now ("somewhere between estrogen and death," she mutters); her three children are grown and flown, and the elegant white walls of her fine house do not have crayon marks or grape jelly on them. But motherhood is a sentence without parole-have some guilt with your chicken soup; eat, eat!-and Bombeck and her fans have no trouble understanding each other. "I could move up to Alaska," she says, "where the nearest neighbor is 300 miles away...
...Tribune also now relies more heavily than before on color photography, a common feature of USA Today. It doesn't seem to matter much that the color often looks unnatural and uneven, like the work of some second-grader who just can't seem to get all the crayon marks inside the lines. Even the Tribune's "Good Morning" rests inside a blue box, like those so frequently favored by USA Today. The blue tint does make the "Good Morning" look soft and warm, but it still seems rather unlikely that a reader will be moved...
Every Tuesday night a tall, lean man with a white mustache arrives at a darkened and building about a mile northwest of the White House and jams a package into a crack between the glass doors of the entrance. In red crayon the package is marked the New Republic (whose offices are on the second floor), but addressed to no one in particular there; it is signed TRB. The need for secrecy vanished years ago-everyone knows that TRB's Washington column is written by Richard L. Strout of the Christian Science Monitor-but Strout is a meticulous...
Modern italic can be written with any instrument from a simple crayon to a 24-karat gold fountain pen (if it will write). But it looks best when written with a broad-edged pen. If the nib is crisp and the ink flow and paper are just right, italic writing gives its practitioners an almost sensuous pleasure...
...much for this exercise is futility, We all know it's going to be the poet laureate of Lesotho or Burundi, so why I bothered, I don't know, I started doing this for my own records in 1968, when I picked the author Of Harold and the Purple Crayon. I've singled once--everyone knew Bellow would get it during the Bicentennial. My average? 077, but today is the first day of the rest of my life. Pass the chips...