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With a half-hour to fill five days a week, the show needed musical interludes, and it got them from Pookie the Lion, a primitive hand puppet. Pookie would "lip-sync" the non-lyrics to Clark Terry's "Mumbles" or break into Johnny Standley's evangelist rant "It's in the Book" or the Animals' version of "(Boom Boom Boom Boom) Gonna Shoot You Right Down," and Sales would madly cavort along, a dervish of prepubescent ecstasy. (The show gave you a music education too.) In the mid-'60s, he had a hit of his own: a dance record, Soupy...
...surgery - after all, when the senior residents graduate, they will be in charge themselves somewhere else. When I trained in the mid-1980s, there were always plenty of residents and fellows vying to "do something" at every case; standing room only was the rule. Having lots of assistants on hand can smooth a case out - if they are good. Nowadays, though, surgical-residency programs are much smaller. And even with fewer slots available - many of them, even in good programs, are going empty. (Read "Understanding the Health-Care Debate: Your Indispensable Guide...
...With the recent rebound of the stock market, Campbell says stocks are looking more attractive. And young people are in the best position to invest, he says, because their capital lies mostly in future earnings. On the other hand, most do not have the job security of a tenured professor. “I have one of the safest jobs you can have,” he admits...
...confrontation takes place, Steve explains to Darren with comic seriousness that the Vampaneze think he’s “awesome”: “They say I have a destiny, or whatever.” Like many of their interactions, this climactic meeting induces more second-hand awkwardness than it does tension...
...voice, “I admire your style but I can’t be doing shit...I mean stuff like that.” With a crumpling flourish, he withdrew his sandwich. The next part of this story is completely true and wholly unexpected. Putting his little-person hand on my iPod (which was on the bench next to me), he said “I’m gonna chuck this shit.” “No you’re not,” I said, only half-seriously because I couldn?...