Word: jacked
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Trading stock options is a high-risk business. That is why Jack Keller of Winnetka, Ill., took up the trade: compared with his previous career as a professional poker player, being a market maker looked low key. Keller, the No. 2 U.S. money winner at poker -- $300,000 this year -- has traded a seat at Caesars Palace in Las Vegas for one on the Chicago Board Options Exchange...
...powered suction machine that vacuums out the fat. The procedure can take 30 minutes to three hours, depending on how many problem areas are worked on. Removal of saddlebag thighs runs about $2,000; love handles, $1,500; saggy jowls, $1,300; and baggy knees, $1,200. Observes Dr. Jack D. Norman, a Miami plastic surgeon: "Twenty years ago, it was the nose job. In the 1970s, it was silicone implants. Now the rage is lipectomy...
...Neill expresses grudging admiration for old Joe Kennedy, whom he describes handing out cash-filled briefcases to politicians who would do his bidding and keeping a careful watch on the progress of his sons. "The old man even had a maid in Jack's Washington house who reported to him," O'Neill says. President Kennedy is portrayed as the kindliest member of that clan, willing to meet with a friend of O'Neill's who wanted to bid on a large construction job overseas even though the man had not been an early Kennedy supporter. But Robert Kennedy is depicted...
...south of the school along Depot Street in Greenfield, Iowa (pop. 1,800 and dwindling), rusty screen doors would slam, assorted mongrels would bark melancholy farewells, bicycle chains would strain and rattle. The great morning migration was under way. Jack and Richard would roll out on the level street, and maybe Gilbert would glide over from the next block with his longhorn handlebars and mud flaps. The caravan would pick up speed and conviviality as the wind opened eyes and mouths. Wayne, Eddie and Jimmy might fall in line just west of the town square, and by the time...
Laxalt, like Nunn, seems to lack the gene that ignites the requisite fire in the belly. He got into the race reluctantly, never having admired George Bush much and believing that true-blue Reaganauts would rally to him rather than to Jack Kemp. Instead, he found only a trickle of supporters and contributors -- and realized he is a reluctant presser of flesh...