Word: gins
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...less than when they were married. Perhaps coincidentally, there have been 15 cases of ulcers. Eighteen of the men have been under psychoanalysis. ¶ At least on their own estimate, they are a restrained lot; 140 drink more than they did in college (Scotch is preferred to bourbon or gin), but 137 drink less, and 27 sit stoutly on the wagon. Card playing is preferred to sex as a favorite indoor sport (181 to 47), with squash (29) and table tennis (12) not too far behind. Three hardy Princetonians say they still play football, and one ropes calves...
Star from the Start. Ever since he entered the N.B.A. off the campus of Louisiana State University in 1954, the 6-ft. gin. Pettit has been a star. He has never been lower than fourth in the league scoring race, won it in the 1955-56 season, might have repeated in the past two years had he not been handicapped by a broken hand and arm fracture (he finished second in 1956-57, third last season). Key to Pettit's prowess is a one-handed jump shot that he fires from anywhere within basket range the moment...
...ketch called Daisy of Maldon, plan to do hydrographic surveys for the Admiralty, poke archaeologically at a 18th century Portuguese fort, skindive for wrecks, and test the effects of a four-man jazz combo on African ears. "Also," says Expedition Leader Anthony Churchill (no kin), "we may try distilling gin from seaweed." Oxford's Exploration Club is sending out a group which will exhaustively classify the flora and fauna in a mountain-locked Tanganyika valley...
...later with fifty cents, half of a 3-by-5 card, nine Green Stamps, last week's New Yorker, and a hairpin. "I have discovered a new vicious cycle, a perfect closed circle of degeneration. About three glasses after I had become fully convinced of the nutritive powers of gin and tonic--a process that in itself took quite a little while--I suddenly found a cosmic abyss open beneath my feet. I had this very, very full glass, see, and I was afraid, see, that I'd spill...
...drink some more to keep it from spilling on the rug. So after awhile the glass became a pitcher, and the pitcher became a barrel, and the barrel became a hogshead, until finally I was tied in with a direct pipeline that was connected up to all the gin and tonic in the world. There I was, trying to drink up this whole enormous ocean of gin and tonic. It was a challenge...