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...talkative to the point of garrulity. Only once did his diplomatic presence fail him totally. During a lengthy speech on Austrian history at the festivities in Vienna, Muskie fell asleep in his very prominent front-row seat. Lord Carrington tried to wake him with a jab of his elbow, but finally gave up. Not until applause rang out did the Secretary of State's head snap up and his body straighten. Muskie did not seem particularly embarrassed. In his first diplomatic venture, he had demonstrated that when necessary he can be alert indeed...
Many diplomats complain of lost "elbow room" and of having been transformed into an "executive manager" at best, and, to quote one former French ambassador, a combination "messenger boy, travel agent and innkeeper." Reduced responsibility has also meant falling prestige. No French diplomat reacted kindly when President Georges Pompidou imperiously commented that an ambassador's role consisted of balancing "a cup of tea and a slice of cake." Nonetheless, after each election in the U.S., hope still springs eternal among political beneficiaries that they might be rewarded with choice ambassadorial appointments...
...game went on, the Americans settled down and shot plenty. At times they moved the puck in precise and genteel patterns, but they were not above reverting to type and giving an opponent a good old American elbow. Most important of all, perhaps, the emotional U.S. players performed at a level that surprised even them, to say nothing of the favored Czechs, who were thoroughly beaten...
Mason will rejoin the team for the upcoming matches against Columbia and Cornell after a two-month lay off needed to mend a dislocated elbow. Ordinarily he would fill the 158-lb. slot, but trying to recuperate and make weight is a nearly impossible task, so Lee will...
...Bossert himself, here to check out the scene and cheer us up. Minutes after he leaves the room The Machine crashes again, and, having failed to perform the holy ritual of "writing the programs into a file" I suffer heavy casualties. Everything is lost. A freshman materializes at my elbow and says he has my terminal for the next hour. "Fair is fair," he tells me, and I have to agree...