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...convinced that this is just a normal Clooney Saturday, that he spends his nights Charles Kuralting around L.A., knocking on doors, eating whatever's cooking and chatting about politics. Within 15 minutes he made me feel comfortable in my own house. Which isn't so easy when a giant celebrity is over for dinner...
...past midnight; we're both pretty buzzed. He's telling me how he wakes up every morning at 5:30 to the hoots of a giant owl and how he climbs into his hot tub so he can hoot back, mesmerized by nature, like Tony Soprano and his ducks, when this alarm starts shrieking. Clooney, not a man of inaction, especially in a moment of crisis like this, stands on my dining-room table, unscrews a panel in the ceiling and, finding nothing, makes me go outside and carry a huge ladder with him up two flights to my garage...
...men’s relay, however, was not as favorable, as the pair of three-person teams landed the 19th and 20th positions. For women’s Alpine, captain Alexandra Teng finished first in both events, with a 37th place finish in the slalom and 44th in the giant slalom, racking in 16 points. “Teng was absolutely fantastic this weekend,” Mitchell said. “She had by far the best results of her life and I could not be more happy for her. She really made a break through here...
...first suspect ensnared by the German taxman was Klaus Zumwinkel, the CEO of Deutsche Post WorldNet, the former German postal monopoly, which now owns DHL and has become a global logistics giant. He is suspected of evading taxes totaling some $1.47 million (1 million euros) by transferring funds to a bank in Liechtenstein. Police detained Zumwinkel for questioning last week and carted trunkloads of documents from his home and office. Under intense political pressure, Zumwinkel resigned from his job at Deutsche Post, which is still partially state-owned. Zumwinkel was released after questioning, and the investigation continues...
Like many of my fellow students in the giant cocktail party that is Harvard, I find my particular interests hard to relate in any depth. Any statement longer than one sentence seems to hit the boredom threshold, so I’ve reduced my identity to a few key phrases. Four years of toil in the salt mines of creative writing equate to “I’ve written some stories,” while the oft-requested summary of my thesis has now diminished to the pithy “It’s about Jews...