Word: drawerfuls
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...boys had left a trail. They had a small doorknob collection in a kitchen drawer, not to mention closets stuffed with dirt-encrusted lacrosse sticks and even a skateboard. In the closet down-stairs, we found a piece of paper with "The Game Guy's Prayer" on it, reading "Dear God: Help me to be a sport in this little game of life. I don't ask for any easy place in the line-up; play me anywhere you need me...." Another sign on the wall read: "Many people miss opportunity when it comes disguised as hard work." Their jock...
...Some editors felt that although we weren't condoning it, we were on the edge." So, no more chasing MISS BUXLEY around a desk or falling off his chair to get a better view when she walks past. (The general ceased ordering her to retrieve files from the bottom drawer about 10 years ago.) He even apologizes to her and PRIVATE BLIPS. He's a reformed general--almost. "He's still a bad golfer and a bureaucratic bungler with bad marital habits," says Walker. "He embodies all our failures. We're not going to be deprived of things to make...
...kept in the bottom drawer of his desk, "Jeremy's Yellow Bars," a bar graph showing the shrinking deficit, was a well-known visual aid to Knowles' struggle to curb the debt...
...both Catholic and Protestant scholars. As a Lutheran, however, he enjoys a certain emotional distance from his material. Cunneen, a retired English professor and a religious journalist, delves into Marian history with less authority but with the once-burned affection of a woman who, rummaging recently through a drawer, was moved to discover her old rosary. Cunneen qualifies as a Catholic feminist: she is painfully aware of the line that runs between Saint Athanasius' 4th century contention that Mary "remained continually at home, living a retired life and imitating a honeybee" and the impossibly pure, impossibly obedient "Housewife Mary" rejected...
...junkyard. But it would not budge, so I had no choice. I asked the bureaucrat for help. There were only five minutes left, and when he said that he'd "be right over," I abandoned all hope. Still, I did everything I could to make the drawer open. I used reverse psychology, and I faked leaving the room so that it would let its guard down, then snuck up behind it and attempted to pry it open...