Word: paged
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...with what one reporter described as "a slight U.S. twang." But it was not the same England she left, nor the same one that supported her to the hilt during last November's trial. The tabloids are beginning to turn on Louise: "First Class Child Killer," blared the front page of Thursday's London Mirror. It was a tale with a whiff of sour grapes -- British Airways had flown Louise in first class, with a Massachusetts state trooper beside her to keep reporters like the Mirror's at bay. Yet for a paper that once declared the au pair "free...
Ultimately, journalism is about telling stories. Stories with resonance. Stories with relevance. Stories with impact. Our partnership with CNN now allows us to reach beyond the page and engage you on the screen. This great adventure has only just begun, and with terrific pride, we welcome you to what we hope will be a smart marriage of print and television journalism...
Sometimes you have to teach your kids to fib--or at least learn one of the grownup versions: using a pseudonym. Online, it's the best way to defend your privacy. This often arises when you go to a web page looking for something like free, trial software. Many sites won't let you proceed to their goodies without divulging some personal data--which they will shamelessly rent, sell or trade to who knows whom. So I simply make up a name, address, phone number, zip code or e-mail address. And I encourage my children to do the same...
...entertaining story excruciatingly told. Malachy tries to reproduce his pub palavers, forgetting that all the ensuing laughter came from people gathered around him who were drinking or already drunk. The printed page is a less forgiving environment. There, gassy circumlocutions quickly grow tiresome. Liquor is never straightforwardly liquor but rather "the waters of life" or "the spirits that cheer" or "the squeezings of Bacchus." When Malachy meets an Irish actor, he does his all too customary stage-Irish routine: "Begod, Sir, you'd never think the man was from Cork, atall, atall..." And here is our thoughtful memoirist...
...rather than brains.) Players are dropped down in a game and proceed, level by level, learning the skills they need to survive in this new place and acquiring knowledge that leads them to the end, to closure that is as satisfying and complete as the epilogue to a 500-page thriller. Why watch The Terminator when you can be the Terminator, tapping into your own fight-or-flight feedback loop and blasting and stun-gunning your way to the happily ever after? Imagine when more cerebral entertainments such as Riven (the sequel to the best-selling CD-ROM game Myst...