Word: mucked
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Most of his other friends he surveys with the same binary vision. He admires Margaret Leighton both personally and professionally; but when she divorces Laurence Harvey, he listens politely to her complaints, then writes in his diary how "it saddens me to see how these silly ladies muck up their lives. The moment they get their hooks into the gentleman of their choice they proceed assiduously to bash the whole thing to pulp with their tantrums and exigence ... It really isn't surprising that homosexuality is becoming as normal as blueberry...
...calls everyone 'my dear' a good deal, and over the whole book is a shimmering lack of understanding of the subject. I'm sure the poor woman meant well but I wish she'd stick to re-creating the glory that was Greece and not muck about with dear old modern homos...
...Multiflex likes things high and dry, likes to close fast in the stretch as he did last week (only to get nipped at the wire), likes to fly rather than burrow. Mr. Multiflex used to be a mudder. Used to be able to run through hell and high muck. Used to be. But not anymore...
...locals call "gumbo." While strings of floating booms helped contain the spill, a four-man team from Peterson Maritime Services, the largest private firm in the gulf area treating oil spills, began tossing out about 100 lumpy white squares from their flat-bottomed swamp boats. Almost at once, the muck began to stick to the pillows. When they were pulled from the river 15 min. later, clear water miraculously began to drain from them, while each 8-oz. bag retained 8 lbs. of oil sludge. Says Peterson's Ben Benson: "We've been working with infrared detectors...
...season is not winter and not quite spring. It is something in between, a few weeks transcending transition to become a season in itself. First comes a slow drip. Then a tentative trickle. Then the melt begins in earnest: a rush, a gurgle, a cascade. The earth squirts, muck and mire suck at boots, downhill becomes a torrent, uphill becomes a bog. Snowbanks dissolve, flowing over ground already saturated. The frost comes out of the earth, and a normally flat, hard roadbed melts into mud three feet and four feet deep...