Word: groundful
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...with the U.S.), even the shape of the conference table. Hanoi and the N.L.F. are likely to insist on a four-sided table that will put each delegation in the conference room on an equal footing. Saigon and the U.S. are likely to reject such an arrangement on the ground that it would give tacit recognition to the Viet Cong. Possible solutions: a round table, or a square one set up in the shape of a diamond, enabling one side to assemble along the upper half and the other along the lower half. Said one U.S. official...
...press was milling around on the ground floor, and the Secret Service wanted to find a way out for me without running into the reporters. They took me to a private room and locked me up like a convict. They scouted the top floor and finally found an escape route. They brought me down on a freight elevator, then walked me through the kitchen to my limousine. But just as I got through the kitchen, some maid spotted me and let out a whoop. I ducked and hid my face. The last thing I wanted was for someone to start...
Every Injustice. Sinclair came from a shabby-genteel Maryland family, absorbing from that background both a breadth of interests and a sympathy for other havenots. He helped support himself in college by peddling jokes to newspapers for $1 each. He ground out several pulp novels before The Jungle, and he read even faster than he wrote: in one two-week Christmas holiday, he got through all of Shakespeare's plays and Milton's poetry...
...inside of a quarter of an hour. Still, after 90 minutes of slaughter, when the Indian chief makes a sign like Dave Garroway's and says, "No more killing, there has been enough bloodshed," you may regret that one or two more characters had not hit the Happy Hunting Ground before Bardot and Connery ride into the sunset...
...those Okies. Remember? That was the song that your mother said it was all right to listen to. "Why can't he sing like that all the time?" It's pretty easy to see why. He moves, pacing up and down, holding it all back, looking at the ground, he's got it in him, let it out Elvis, let it out. And he falls to his knees and throws his head back and sweats and yells. "He's doing it! Right now!" For us! Ah, Elvis...