Word: inch
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...Crimson hit everything but the inside of the net, as balls touched every inch around and over the goal. The "goal post and goalie palm" radar was in especially top from as a number of shots bounded off the sides of the goal and also seemed destined to land smoothly into the outstretched arms of Boston College goalie Courtney Schaeffer...
...most areas, notebook computers have improved tremendously since the early models of the late 1980s. Red-hot Pentium processors and brilliant 14-inch VGA displays have replaced plodding 386sx chips and the notorious plasma gas displays. The day of the powerless portable is over and today's laptops do everything their bulkier desktop cousins...
...meantime, Kim has moved in with the preps. She does her share of partying, but the most negative force in her life is her boyfriend, Josh, the 6-foot-8-inch giant who towers over tiny Kim. I was prepared to love Josh based on Kim's contagious enthusiasm for him. He was awful. Hostile is an understatement. He delighted in harassing me for being a Harvardian: "You have a lot of losers there, don't you." He insisted that losers are not omnipresent in American colleges. When Josh matriculates in two weeks, Goucher will certainly have...
...most intriguing settings in the movie. It is furnished with file cabinets, at least a dozen copies of Catcher in the Ryethat were found in the possession of at least two famous assassins, a poster of John Lennon and magazine clippings and sketches covering every inch of wall space. His refrigerator is filled with locked metal canisters of coffee and tapioca, whose combinations he conveniently forgets when Alice visits his lair. He keeps a toothpick tucked at the top of his door when he goes out and a beer bottle balanced on his doorknob when he is inside...
Meyer, luckily, is a pro. He has been working with sharks for years, and deftly avoids the open jaws. The last step before releasing the specimen is to tag it, a job Meyer assigns to me. I take a steak knife and stab an inch-long, inch-deep incision into the shark's back--no easy task, considering that its skin is as thick as a watermelon rind and as tough as leather. The shark doesn't even flinch. "That's nothing," Meyer reassures me, "compared with the wounds they inflict on each other during mating." I slip a barb...