Word: pickup
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...white van, beaming as usual, surrounded by an entourage of lanky young lieutenants from Amazon.com the Web's biggest retail store and, someday, if Bezos gets it right, Earth's Biggest Store. The early-morning landscape of southeast Kansas hustles by: wood-frame houses, trailers, motels with lots of pickup trucks in their parking lots, a Kum & Go convenience store, cow pastures and the dull, forever flatness of the prairie. You've heard of places described as cow towns? Coffeyville was actually labeled Cow Town on maps on account of the stockyards here. In the 1860s the name was changed...
...Could I be crammed any fuller? Friday night pickup at the Newbury Street stop is always rough, but tonight I can barely breathe. A female mass of passengers announce that they are from Northeastern University. They're headed to an Angry Salad concert at the Middle East. "What is Angry Salad?" a bystander asks. "Think Counting Crows meets Goo Goo Dolls," one replies. They turn their attention to a man wearing black tie and carrying grocery bags. They prod him, poke him and question him. I change lanes suddenly and the girls fall onto an entertwined high school couple...
...first-year, he spent most of his free time chatting with friends while playing intramural football or pickup Frisbee in the Yard, or participating in a regular evening poker group...
First, the good news: people will still be trying to get each other into bed in 2025, though one can only hope the pickup lines will be different by then. Now here's the revolutionary (or should I say evolutionary) news: sex will seem a lot less necessary than it does today. Having sex is too much fun for us to stop, but religious convictions aside, it will be more for recreation than procreation. Many human beings, especially those who are rich, vain and ambitious, will be using test tubes--not just to get around infertility and the lack...
Country music is lonely work. A man stares out his pickup window and wonders how love could abandon him with such ease and finality. So Prine, who knows a bit about hurt--he has recently survived cancer of the neck--has called on a few good women (including Patty Loveless, Trisha Yearwood, Emmylou Harris, Lucinda Williams) to join him in no-frills, no-foolin' duets on 15 country chestnuts. The one new song is Prine's own title tune, a funny, grimy anthem for two misfits who suit each other fine. It says even driving himself to hell, he ought...