Word: legging
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Encampment played the serious but friendly game of "difficult but not impossible entry" with Vice-President Daniel Steiner. We learned not to be afraid with each other we weren't going to bite his leg, but he was still going to have to touch our heads gently as he tried to walk a tightrope through our seated bodies. The wild thing about this was that Dean Epps, Dean Fox, and Vice President Steiner were amused, tolerant, and indulgent, They came and listended while President Bok stayed away. We don't know which of them are actually on our side...
Although some contestants have walked away with more than $100,000 in cash and prizes, Woods could only spin his way to a ten-speed blender, some rice, cortisone cream, and the Leg's pantyhose...
...music director may lead two or three orchestras at once, allocating only a few weeks a year to each. "This new crop of conductors is marvelously talented, and so eager to make a success in two minutes," Ormandy once said. "There is a very famous one who wants one leg in Berlin, one in London, one hand in Florence, the other in Paris. It can be done, of course, but you must, in the end, belong to one orchestra." Without question, Ormandy belonged to Philadelphia. Even after he made way for Riccardo Muti in 1980, he remained active...
...four-hour siege of the embassy, the three, who said they were members of the Armenian Revolutionary Army, took eleven hostages, including the Turkish Ambassador's wife and teenage daughter. To escape capture, Turkish Ambassador Coskun Kirca leaped from a second-story window, breaking an arm and a leg and cracking his pelvis. He lay briefly in the line of fire until a police officer could drag him to safety. Finally, police persuaded the three men to surrender. The attack was an attempt to force Turkey to acknowledge responsibility for the 1915 massacre of an estimated 1 million...
...mezzanine: "Larry Bird, why are you so white?" Bird laughs later. "It's amazing. I guess I'm a white superstar in a black man's game, but it's open to all colors." Sometimes from exertion he turns a flamingo shade of pink. Perching on one leg at nearly every pause in the game, he compulsively rubs and preens the tops and bottoms of his feet with both hands, an interesting reaction to a confessed sense that he is slipping, when he is not. All over Boston, kids are doing...