Word: pickup
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...Here at Harvard, life for the pickup hockey player is little better. For one thing, the Charles does not freeze. And although the rink is a short trip across the river, it becomes an awfully long trip when schlepping a heavy bag of equipment through slush and snow. Harvard’s intramural program is woefully inadequate, throwing experienced players (Canadians) and novice skaters (hacks from small, hockey-hating suburbs like my own) together on the same line. Ice-time is scarce, and we’re usually meted out the poorest of the poor—ice that...
...Elizabeth's mother had to be in the lab, and her father was out of town on business. School was risky: although she didn't feel sick and wasn't contagious, Elizabeth sounded sick, and her mother knew from experience that the nurse would probably call for a pickup just before dismissal time...
...single man, I find it exceedingly hard to approach women. As such, I find your "Scoped" feature to be both entertaining and useful. For example, after reading the favorite pickup line of last week's Scopee, "Bow before my purple-helmeted soldier of love...please?", I went out immediately for some field-testing. It was MONEY...
...program, did much to boost local companies. But Hayes, watchdog Smith contends, was put in the agency by Gore mainly "as a placeholder until he popped up the other side, once Gore needed some real fund raising." An earthy, onetime insurance man from Sideview, Tenn., Hayes mounted his 1962 pickup and drove Gore from fish fry to cattle show during his first congressional race, 24 years ago. Many years later, the business people who received TVA loans on his watch became natural sources of campaign cash. "I never called one of them," says Hayes. But he didn't have...
...skinny strips of land. They were catfish ponds. They soon gave way to fields of bright green grass alternating with patches of cotton stubble. Nearing Yazoo City, Miss.--our second stop after Memphis, with six more to go--we watched folks hanging out on their stoops, kids playing, pickup trucks winding along two-lane country roads. To this untutored Yankee, it was a first glimpse of what I had known only from fiction and song, from Flannery O'Connor to Hank Williams. And it did look different, from the dusty streets to the plain-lettered signs for BBQ and general...