Word: dinner
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...logging onto Imeem (or even knowing that it exists). But MySpace president Chris DeWolfe thinks playlists make more sense as an extension of a person's profile. It's the digital equivalent of the music playing on the stereo when you go over to a friend's house for dinner, he says. "It's a social environment where you're listening to music," he says, adding, "there are very few people who go to websites just to listen to music...
...Christo looks a bit like Woody Allen, with his floppy grey hair and dark, thick glasses. He was casually put-together, mixing an old khaki pocketed jacket with jeans and loafers. But where Allen is nervous and pessimistic, Christo is joyful and energetic.The evening finished with an award dinner held overlooking the city and Boston harbor from the ICA’s stunning glass theater. The tablecloths and napkins were a bright orange, recalling both the Gates of Central Park as well as Jeanne-Claude’s strikingly colored hair (“My hair turned red when Christo?...
...yesterday. “And something like that can really distract you. It was a real mental test for us [yesterday] to ignore what was thrown out [Saturday].” Operating under the assumption that the scores would indeed not count, Rhoads attempted to rally his squad at dinner Saturday. Sophomore Mia Kabasakalis, who finished yesterday with a round of 76, recalled her coach’s motivating pep talk. “He said that they are going to make the decision they are going to make, and if Tiger [Woods] or Annika [Sorenstam] played in a tournament...
...Devonshire. He and Knightley make a convincingly unhappy couple onscreen. Even the aristocratic British accent—often hard to do well–is right on par. Half the fun of watching the movie is seeing the lavishly overdone costumes. The sets ooze 18th century opulence. The dinner party scene—shown in the movie’s trailer—encapsulates the splendor enjoyed by 18th century British aristocrats with its bejeweled guests and ornately decorated interiors. The rustling skirts and gleaming chandeliers, however, can’t hide the truth?...
...more in the contemplation of the Stable Boy’s exquisite form. “Oh, you know, here are your wages.” Monsieur Jacques reached into a sizeable purse and withdrew five gold coins.”“And there, Tatiana, is your dinner,” said the Stable Boy, slapping the leopard on the haunch. Tatiana growled with satisfaction and leapt into the air. By the time she had returned to the ground, her teeth were buried in Monsieur Jacques’ neck. The artist made a small gurgling sound as bits...