Word: ginned
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...emigrated to California. Apollinaire in turn sat down to write La Chanson du Mal-Aimé, a long poem that swings between lyrical passion and harsh, direct descriptive talk in a way which was to put a lasting mark on modern French poetry. The nights in Paris all drink gin And fall asleep with their streetlights on. Trolley cars are mad machines To make green sparks and scream like queens...
...with child by, of all things, a plumber's helper. He decides he must help her. He concludes that the only way is to kill himself so that the girl will get his small nugget of otherwise untouchable capital. But he drinks too much and his ten-gin resolve to die dissolves into a sentimental 20-gin binge...
...Defeats. "Poor Scott," as all his friends woundingly referred to him at one time or another, did not have mere bad luck. He drank, as he lived, generously, and this fact alone put him at a disadvantage with people. His early letters record his triumphs over the demon gin; his defeats were recorded by others. Because he was a famous young man, he could never anonymously fall down a flight of stairs or insult his hostess or make a howling clown of himself, because someone was always there industriously to record a momentary superiority to a man who had temporarily...
Since June, when he took over the column after the death of Vaudine Newell, its previous expert, Goldberg has dealt one shock after another to the essentially feminine realm of the kitchen. He seems intent on turning dinner into a binge: fish a la Goldberg is poached in gin, hens are baked in beer, and the glazing of apples is less important than fortifying the cook ("If you'd like to get a little glazed yourself, pour a shot of rum or brandy in"). Some of his recipes read like calisthenic exercises: "Now add the vanilla and beat! beat...
...when he lost one of his papers, the old New York Sun, for excessive drinking on the job. Goldberg blames the calamity on the more experienced police reporters working the lobster shift. When he arrived at police headquarters, they were usually imbibing the last of the night's gin and grapefruit juice, and he was called upon to help...