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Dates: during 1990-1999
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These pop phrases are not just cliches. They're more like a bad case of televisionary Tourette's--snappy, canned punch lines that bring the rhythms of sitcom patter into everyday experience. Whether originating from Valley Girls, drag queens or CEOs, these phrases, once they're disseminated by the media, become part of our shared response to the little frustrations of modern life. More and more, that response tends to be a dismissive pique, as these buzzbarbs--expressed with just the right inflections--verbally roll up the window on any nuisance that might come tapping at the tinted glass...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: YADDA, YADDA, YADDA | 12/16/1996 | See Source »

...sticks out of orange peels--yes, orange peels--not costly antique crystal. Few give credit to the stylemaker for her egalitarianism (in that spirit, one of her guests this year is the thinking man's proletarian, Dennis Franz, who swings by Martha's Connecticut home for a glass of punch). Throughout her holiday special Martha preaches cheap elegance, counseling us to wrap our gifts in inexpensive tulle and tissue paper, showing us how to make tree ornaments out of tin. "I'm trying to get back to handmade stuff," she declares. "Christmas is too rushed, too harried, too expensive...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TELEVISION: GLAD TIDINGS SHE BRINGS | 12/16/1996 | See Source »

Junior Henry Higdon came close to scoring the team's second goal when he skated laterally across the goalmouth and tried to punch the puck in, but to no avail...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Icemen Whitewash Union | 12/12/1996 | See Source »

...also has versatility and is always improving, for example adding punch-shots to his repertoire about a year...

Author: By Keith S. Greenawalt, | Title: Tiger Roars | 12/6/1996 | See Source »

Sitting curled up on my bed, eyes bloodshot and stomach growling, I steadily punch the keys on my laptop in order to make the next fellowship deadline. And then it hits me. I am back in my senior year of high school. The self-marketing blitz, the standardized tests, the clever essays, they all come rushing back to me. It seems like ages ago when we were all declaring to the world (or at least to our favorite colleges) that we were worthy, that all those Advanced Placements courses should count for something...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Humbling of the Harvard Man | 12/5/1996 | See Source »

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