Word: grin
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...tooth in a man's head is more valuable than a diamond." So wrote Cervantes in the early 17th century. The great Spanish novelist was not being quixotic. In his day, teeth were not easily replaced. But modern visitors to dentists' chairs in search of a gleaming grin find the artificial variety just about as dear as a diamond. Encasing even one chipped or rotted tooth in a cap can run anywhere from $300 to $600, and the process is tedious and uncomfortable. Lately, however, a less expensive alternative has been gaining popularity. Called tooth bonding...
...something has changed. This puckish little figure, this professorial imp with the loony grin, does not sound angry. He is not wailing about the wickedness of his time. He is mocking the past-mocking the angry radicals, mocking the dreamers, mocking the quest for visions. The audience is laughing with him. They are howling, but in pleasure rather than anger, as he thrusts an arm up for each of the jokes. They hear satire, not nobly expended pain, in these lines: ". . . who vanished into nowhere Zen New Jersey leaving a trail of ambiguous picture postcards of Atlantic City Hall...
Garfield products, books and the strip have grossed over $15 million already this year (the royalty percentage is split fifty-fifty with United Feature). To coordinate Garfield spinoffs, Davis founded Paws, Inc. Garfield's poultry-stuffed grin now adorns pottery, linen, stationery, luggage, maternity clothing, jewelry, beer steins, toothbrush holders, pillows, chimney stockings, diaries, catnip bags, wastebaskets and slumberbags. Garfield's visage is even silk-screened on women's panties. Many of the items carry historic Garfield utterings like, "I never met a lasagna I didn't like"; or "Cats don't ask. Cats take...
Dinner at Eddie's inevitably begins with the sound of a cork popping from a bottle of Asti Spumante. "We call it lemonade," he remarks with a grin. As he pours the spirits so Bernays, begins his outpouring of questions. He plays at once the inquisitor and the humorist, drawing people out of their shells of self-consciousness to see what they are made of Subtly, he demands the intimacy of everyone whom he encounters. The topic of discussion turns to Harvard. "The university," lectures Bernays, "is suffering from a cultural time lag of about four hundred years, since...
...just as suddenly as the storm gathered, it blew over. Khan shrugged his shoulders and was a man transformed. When he looked back at the referee there was a self-conscious grin on his face. Damn, caught with my hand in the cookie jar once again. "Let call?" Khan said. "Okay...