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DIED. ED HEADRICK, 78, inventor who perfected the Frisbee; in San Francisco. Though other scientists developed the first, wobbly Frisbees, Headrick gave the top of the disk aerodynamic ridges, patenting the smooth-flying projectile still popular today. Later he founded the International Frisbee Association. His family said they will honor his request that his ashes be molded into memorial disks...
...crashed incessantly. Another week or so was spent being quite frustrated with the scanner, which made Julia look more like a grayish blob with curly hair than a pioneering television chef. But now that the design phase of the exhibition is complete (and my computer is officially dead, blinking disk and all, for the second time this summer), as an exhibition design intern, my work has dwindled. As such, I have resorted to doing odd jobs—the definition of an intern’s work, I suppose—in the aforementioned fishbowl...
SATURDAY, DAY 1: I have already listened to every disk I own, including both Sun Ra records. Eventually it gets so bad that I go to a play. It's like watching a TV show from one camera angle. At 10 p.m. I stretch out with a book. By page 13, I am face down in my pillow, drooling, the book still in my extended hand. I conclude that reading uses such a huge part of the brain that it exhausts me immediately. Either that or it's boring as hell...
...SATURDAY, DAY 1: I have already listened to every disk I own, including both Sun Ra records. Eventually it gets so bad that I go to a play. It's like watching a TV show from one camera angle. At 10 p.m. I stretch out with a book. By page 13, I am face down in my pillow, drooling, the book still in my extended hand. I conclude that reading uses such a huge part of the brain that it exhausts me immediately. Either that or it's boring as hell...
Phil Messina stood in the aisle of a makeshift airplane cabin set up in a hotel conference room and pulled items from a cardboard box. "I can kill you with a magazine, a soda can, a compact disk, a wine bottle, and a fork," he told an audience of airline pilots. Then Messina, a stocky former cop with a Fu Manchu mustache, began thrusting a 6-in. gold object into the air. "But this is the best!" he boasted. "I bought it yesterday at John F. Kennedy Airport." In his hand was a dagger-sized Statue of Liberty with...