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...Doris Day, who suddenly realizes she is not THAT KIND OF GIRL. "I always carry a spare," says Cary Grant, with a shark-toothed grin. Doris knows that the best way to repulse a man is to look repulsive. She develops a rash, and Cary spends the night playing gin rummy with another sugarless daddy. Bye-bye baby, says Cary, suggesting that she return to the sanctity of Upper Sandusky...
During that same period. Commercial Solvents also sold industrial alcohols, another Weizmann byproduct; and in 1933, with the repeal of the 18th Amendment, the company for a time supplied some of the makings of Old Mr. Boston and Gordon's gin. During World War II, Commercial Solvents became the first firm to mass-produce penicillin; it also developed a crystalline form of the drug, which could be transported in bulk without refrigeration...
...decision, in fact, was ratified on St. Patrick's Day, on his 30th transatlantic air crossing. "I was huddled up front with the kids," recalled Buchwald's wife Ann. "Dawn was coming up. Art stood over me. He looked grubby. He'd lost $100 playing gin rummy with a stranger-a stranger to me anyway. 'You know.' he said. 'I'm thinking about going back. How would you like it?' I said I thought it'd be marvelous. I was thinking about the new curtains I was going to have...
...coronation and her "official" birthday (the real one was April 21, when she turned 36), Queen Elizabeth issued her traditional birthday honors lists and slyly mixed into it a heady summer highball. Named a Commander of the British Empire was A.R.D. Gilbey, maker of Gilbey's gin; named a member of the Order of the British Empire was Commander Walter Edward Whitehead, bearded pitchman for Schweppes quinine water. Among 2,000 other honors: a knighthood for Guardian Cartoonist David Low-who now becomes Sir David-creator of that enduring symbol of bumbling bureaucracy, Colonel Blimp; an Order...
...Tower of Babel had nothing on the modern cocktail party, whose disparate clatter and chatter has long fascinated linguists, novelists, sociologists and sound engineers-as well as the imbibers. Unconsciously, every cocktail-partygoer performs an unusual feat as he sips his gin amid the din: while carrying on his own dazzling conversation, he is able simultaneously to monitor the surrounding babble for such important items as the sound of his own name or a verbal pass at a lady friend. How does the human organism perform these intellectual gymnastics? Fascinated by what they call "the cocktail-party problem," two British...