Word: horridly
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...Crimson dropped a pair of games in Arkansas the week before Christmas. In the trip opener against Arkansas-Little Rock (4-5), Harvard cut a 15-point deficit to two late in the second half, but its horrid 25.7 percent shooting proved to be too much to overcome in a 75-66 loss...
...since African American Jesse Owens ran upside Hitler at the 1936 Olympics in Berlin has a footrace been freighted with so much extra-athletic significance. Modern Australia is in debate over the nation's poor-to-horrid treatment of the island's original settlers, the Aborigines. Now here was an Aboriginal seeking glory, and baldly admitting that she sought it not only for her country but for her people. Four hundred meters is a distance that allows tension to build, and when Freeman came off the near turn trailing, it was almost unbearable. Then she surged, and won. The audience...
...theoretical “worst shower experience” may lend a clue to what this surveyor looks for in bodily cleansing. He describes: “Upon opening the bathroom door, a horrid, wretched smell jumps out of the bathroom which is filled with clothes, lichen, algae, bacteria—and there would be toothpaste on the sinks. Upon turning [the shower] on, I would notice that the water would slowly drip out of one of the spigots and there would be an inconsistent spray that barely misted my body. The soap would be impossible to remove, the curtain...
...been two years since I bought--and set aside--my first cell phone. The horrid device in question was a bottom-of-the-line Ericsson that looked as if it had been designed in Stalinist Russia. I got it free with a one-year service contract. Sadly, phone, service (AT&T Wireless) and contract conspired against me. Either the Ericsson, which carried a battery charge for a good half-hour or so, was out of juice or I was in one of the many dead spots that appeared to plague my mobile life. After three months of this, I stopped...
...need awe in my life. The Internet experience doesn't awe me. The act of sitting at a computer is so unaesthetic and unsexy--all those cables, that horrid fluorescent screen, those puny two-dimensional images. Give me a human voice over e-mail. I like the sound of communicative delivery--the tone of voice, the innuendo. Of course, I appreciate convenience when I'm using a search engine to find gifts, vacations or pieces of information. But as a way to spend leisure time--not for me. The closer the World Wide Web seems to bring us together...