Word: junks
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...pens deserve a bad reputation. They tend to resemble Hello-Kitty Japan-i-junk and the ink they issue--pink, yellow, light purple--is legible only in partnership with dark paper. But now, thanks to the Stanford company--inventors of the incredible, indelible Sharpie--gel pens have found their redeemer. The uni-ball Gel Impact 1.0mm ($2.49) gushes ink like a rollerball without bleeding through the page. A blue or black fountain-like line without all the pretension or nib sucking, imagine that! The Gel Impact has sent shockwaves through the pen design community with its ultra-modern silver...
Tempted by memorabilia madness, I dusted off my own modest collection a few weeks ago. I'm a lifetime Cardinals fan, so I lugged my stuff to dealer Barnes, in the heart of Redbird country. Lesson No. 1: most baseball junk is exactly that. My scorecard from the day Lou Brock hit No. 3,000 and my 1964, 1967 and 1982 World Series commemorative glassware apparently have little value. Lesson No. 2: mint condition means perfection, and nothing you have qualifies. My Topps '85 McGwire rookie card had been touched by human hands only two or three times before...
...bounce and bravery; the car-gnawing, train-wrecking giant is enthusiastically educable in his genially klutzy way. But the largest fun lies in the other characters: jut-jawed Kent Mansley, the funny-dumb government agent who has bought into the whole duck-and-cover thing; Dean, the beatnik junk sculptor whose cool helps thwart Kent's heat; Hogarth's mother, an old-fashioned, benignly clueless sit-com mom. Together they create a smart live-and-let-live parable, full of glancing, acute observations on all kinds of big subjects--life, death, the military-industrial complex--that you can talk about...
Sometimes that self-knowledge is visible only from atop the junk heap of good intentions. "Now the deed is done, and the smoke has cleared/ From the ashes some glimmer of the truth appears," Richey sings in the lustrously plaintive Didn't I. Then, in the song's chorus, all objectivity evaporates--"I did the best I could/ Didn't I? Didn't I? Didn't I?"--and by repeating the question, she makes it both an accusation and a child's plea. The song is a jeweled showcase for a shattered psyche...
EURO TRASH New to the U.S. market, high-yielding euro junk bonds are posting big returns while "safe" investments such as 10-year T bills are faltering. Why the appeal? Europe is deregulating its markets, stirring growth, competition and M&A activity similar to the U.S. in the '80s. The weakened euro is also expected to rebound against the dollar, but currency trading and high-yield bonds are risky. Don't bet the farm...