Word: jigged
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...want to design something unique, several sites let you mix and match images, music, text and background designs. At postcards.org I got some animated hamsters to dance to an Irish jig, then sent my masterpiece to an animal lover. A similar site, 123greetings.com offers a nice feature that allows you to order a card today for delivery, say, next Thursday. At the much smaller Micro-Images site microimg.com/postcards/) I placed a World War II plane on a dark blue background, added a military marching song and e-mailed it to my brother. He loved it! It was so simple...
...just like everyone else. Two weeks into the semester, a few of her new friends went to the room that she had claimed was hers to find that no one there had ever heard of her. Neither had the University Registrar. When word got back to Janice that the jig was up, she skipped town. To my knowledge, she never resurfaced...
KUALA LUMPUR, Malaysia: Not since Boris Yeltsin danced that frenzied jig during his presidential campaign has there been such musical nuttiness among the world's leaders. Dressed in sultry black, with a red orchid in her hair and femme-fatale red on her lips, Secretary of State Madeleine Albright held an audience of foreign ministers spellbound Monday night as she belted out a rendition of "Don't Cry For Me" at a diplomatic dinner...
...very murkiness of the Roswell Incident, the sense that it is both knowable and yet never quite confirmable, that the answers are hovering just beyond the horizon, that gives the Incident its enduring appeal; after all, if the government ever really said "jig's up" and produced a preserved alien for our delectation, we would be stunned for a day or two, perturbed for a week longer, and then we would move on to the girl who gave birth at the prom. As the makers of monster movies know, the unseen is always more compelling than the seen. The particular...
...look a little closer, and see the newsreader's eyes widen when the TelePrompTer starts to stutter, or see the slight tremble in the hand that holds the notepad when the survivors tell the reporter to mind his own damn business. Look a little closer, and then the jig is up. Somewhere in the dim recesses of the journalistic soul lies the horrible suspicion: this is really a pretty shallow--and maybe unseemly--way for a grownup to make a living...