Word: gasp
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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Here's the scenario: a guest arrives at your house with a fine bottle of Pinot Grigio that you suddenly realize is--gasp!--room temperature. No problem. Just add ice and water to your Cooper Cooler ($80), plug it in, and in about six minutes the wine will be perfectly chilled. Now, to open the bottle, grab the battery-powered corkscrew from Select Brands ($25; a rechargeable version is available for $50), press a button, and with almost no effort on your part, the cork comes free. A productivity gain that everyone can applaud...
...nothing at all like my first trip on the New Jersey Turnpike after Sept. 11, 2001 when the gaping hole at the tip of Manhattan Island caused me to involuntarily gasp for air. No, last weekend, my first thought of the World Trade Center was when I realized in western Connecticut that I hadn’t thought about its towers at all while looking across the Hudson at Manhattan. I felt guilty, of course. (All the way to Hartford, in fact, when hunger took over.) On closer reflection, however, I’m not really sure whether I should...
...been a correlation between the popularity of the Prime Minister and the economic situation." The sputtering economy? "We'll have a pick-up hopefully in early 2004." The outrage from unions? "This seems normal when you are undertaking an important reform program." All the talk of decline? The last gasp of an enervated Parisian "nomenklatura" who "have for years been writing things that have all proved to be wrong." But the glum state of France isn't that easily explained away, and Raffarin's incremental approach to reform - a 3% income-tax cut instead of the promised 5%; shelving vital...
...geez, I’ll be thirty. I would like to be a happy, healthy thirty year old (gasp). No, I want to love what I’m doing whether I’m in the arts or just appreciating the arts. At this point, I’m so open that I can’t set myself a career...
...setting. But despite the abundance of menu items such as Fiore di Latte mozzarella and fire-roasted fennel, Di Mio is as unpretentious as it gets, and thus far it seems to have established a niche for itself as a friendly, laid-back neighborhood pizzeria. It is filled with (gasp) actual Cambridge residents and offers sanctuary from the touristy Harvard-centrism of many Square establishments...