Word: jokes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...nice functional house with just a couple of rooms for Yoko and me." What about that splendid private picture gallery? "Just a shed where everyone plays pingpong." The $348,000 price tag? Another bagatelle. "I say sometimes that we spend too much money, but it's a joke. I've got millions." Would the grounds be opened to the public? "Like hell. That may be a tradition here, but everyone knows I'm not traditional...
Viewed from afar by a remote alumnus it seems clear that conditions in Harvard Yard are no joke. This does not mean, however, that humor outside of University Hall must be exclusively bad humor. The following true and false examination, modeled in shadowy fashion after that of the famed Professor Morgan's course in evidence that used to cause chills and fevers to second-year men at Harvard Law School, may serve as a useful purpose in enabling readers of the CRIMSON to calibrate various aspects of the local situation...
Arthur Fidelman-half tragic hero, half Yiddish joke-has ranked among Malamud's finest double characters since he began to appear over a decade ago in assorted short stories. Now Malamud presents him in a brilliant full-length exercise in slapstick Angst...
...joke, really," says San Francisco Dealer Dorothy Dubovsky. There is nothing funny, though, about the price of some of these minor treasures. It is virtually impossible to buy a genuine brass spittoon because all but a few are already ensconced in places of honor in private homes. The porcelain heads used by phrenologists 70 years ago ($350) and the brightly colored enamel coffee pots of the 1890s ($75) are so scarce that manufacturers are now busily and cheaply reproducing them. Fancy china Jim Beam bourbon bottles, cranked out in limited quantities in the 1950s and early '60s as gift...
...caution the family, "We could all be thrown out on the street tomorrow." He usually appeared on the estate in old clothes, and got a great kick out of being mistaken for the gardener. Mother was Ann Brannack, a huge (200 Ibs. plus), cheery, moonfaced Irishwoman who relished a joke even more than her husband did?except perhaps when Joey the ram, the family's pet goat, butted her through a glass door. Mrs. Skakel was in dead earnest about only one thing ?her religion?and her earnestness there was more than a match for George Skakel's casual...