Word: dudeness
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...here’s your typical Craigslist ad: “Masc, muscular, discreet Harvard jock here looking to hang out with another masc Harvard dude.” I am neither masculine, nor muscular, nor terribly discreet about anything, but these seem to be the requirements. I couldn’t very well hope for success if I posted, “Skinny dorky Jewish flamer seeks fleeting sexual gratification from Harvard jock fantasy,” and so I’ve found myself manufacturing a Craigslist alter ego. In Craigsworld, when my faceless torso photo lures some...
...backlash to Lauer's Cronkitization was quick, for several reasons. First: dude, we're talking Matt Lauer here. Second: Cronkite's language--"We are mired in stalemate"--was far stronger. Third: some newspapers, including the Los Angeles Times and the Christian Science Monitor, quietly started using "civil war" earlier (as did TIME). Last: polls and common sense indicated that most Americans already believed Iraq's sectarian fighting was a civil...
...This dude just walked into class 37 minutes late. I don’t know whether to be appalled or impressed. I mean, at what point do you decide that it’s too late to even show up to class? Right now he’s just sitting there with his coat still on and his iPod headphones still in. What a badass...
...DIED. Jack Palance, 87, hulking Hollywood iconoclast who won a best-supporting-actor Oscar for playing Curly, the hilariously creepy dude-ranch stud in City Slickers; in Montecito, California. The former heavyweight boxer shot to fame playing eerily calm, menacing heavies in films like Sudden Fear (Joan Crawford's deranged stalker) and Shane (a bullying gunslinger) in the 1950s. But his most memorable performance was at the 1992 Oscars. Accepting his award, Palance started to attempt a speech, then dropped to the floor, displaying his virility with a series of one-handed push-ups. Later asked what happened, he replied...
...quarter of the students, especially when they’re clean as a whistle and we’re the ones with the raging STDs. We hate to say it, but it appears that Derek C. Bok is acting a little selfishly, keeping them all to himself. Honestly, dude, what’s the point of having a presidential harem if you can command any female professor to have sex with you at any time? We’ve heard about your “tickles for tenure” program, and it is astonishing. We applaud you. The second...