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...played with a 48-card pinochle deck (i.e., two ordinary 52-card decks with all cards below the nine discarded), every deal is bound to provide a fistful of aces, kings and queens. Bridge players, accustomed to holding a number of "bust" hands during an evening of play, will perk up at such a splash of face cards. Then, too, whereas bridge games often drag out as hands are passed because they are too evenly distributed, almost every Check deal gives either side a chance to bid and make a contract...
...speaking of Ghosts, have you seen Don Perkins haunting the barracks of late? Poor "Perk"--as the other pale men call him--was last seen riding a local gust of wind, so prevalent in Boston. Pool shark, as well as the distinguished buddy of his namesake roommate, Smitty Smith spent a quiet weekend resting--as he termed it. Maybe he hasn't heard about Scollay Square--or is it "triangle...
...bomber group whose squadrons bear the nostalgic names Snowy Owl, Alouette, Thunderbird and Goose. Later, with Canadian High Commissioner Vincent Massey and a retinue of correspondents in attendance, he ate an open-air lunch at a Canadian army camp. A foresighted quartermaster had sent to London for lobster to perk up the army menu. Cabled the Toronto Daily Star's Fred Griffin: ". . . the most beautiful meal I have eaten since leaving Canada nearly two years ago." The Prime Minister reviewed Canadian troops, made no speeches. In 1941, when the Canadians overseas were edgy and impatient under their long inaction...
...Goodbye (by George Seaton; produced by John Golden) tries to perk up a tale of mousy living people by introducing some lively dead ones. The spirits are a just-dead, good-natured New England paterfamilias (Harry Carey) and his long-dead, thick-brogued, high cockalorum of a father (J. Pat O'Malley). They scuttle, garrulous and unobserved, about the parlor watching the effect of death on the household, bemoaning their earthly shortcomings, trying by spectral ruses to straighten out the mess in which the dead man left his affairs...
Well, the average guy has enough of an open mind to perk up a little, if only in hopes that someone will sing the fascinatingly-titled "I Ain't Gonna Give Nobody None of My Jelly Roll." (Rest assured, though--no vocals, no rhumbas, no waltzes, not even "I Got Rhythm"). After all, anybody can turn on the radio and get "Mares Eat Oats" or "Sunday, Monday and Always." Or you can dance to "Paper Doll" from juke joint to $1.50 cover without any trouble (aside from $.90 for a week highball). But it's the hardest thing...