Word: rec
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...movie with Bill and Melinda, he volunteered to help them start answering the requests. His son agreed. "I was willing to start early because I had someone I trusted to carry it out," Bill says. So they set up the William H. Gates Foundation in Bill Sr.'s basement rec room. He used his home address, until the post office complained about the volume of mail...
These are heady times for an organization that started in a basement rec room not long ago. By all accounts, the person who keeps the foundation "humble and mindful," as its informal motto goes, is Bill Sr., who is in the office every day. He earns a salary of $179,275 and is very involved in the foundation's Pacific Northwest projects, but he is also the informal ombudsman. "Bill Gates Sr. is in the halls, in my head," says Stonesifer. Whenever the staff congratulates itself on a particularly positive media story, Senior loudly complains that the focus should have...
...movies, “Jarhead” does nothing to romanticize war. It never glamorizes violence—mainly because there is very little violence to glamorize. “Jarhead”’s marines fetishize combat; they treat the war movies they watch on the rec room film projector like pornos, moaning orgasmically as Martin Sheen’s helicopter swoops down on Vietnamese villages while Wagner’s “The Ride of the Valkyries” blares in the background. But Swofford and his fellow marines never get the conflict they want...
...chill rain of a late-October Chicago night. Within minutes local TV networks had interrupted their usual programming and the entire city was erupting in a gleeful frenzy of fireworks, honking car horns and footloose street celebration as Chicagoans by the thousands poured out of bars and basement rec rooms to celebrate their White Sox's World Series championship sweep over the Astros...
...snug as I feel in my rolling rec room, I have started to wonder if maybe it offers a few more bells and whistles than are prudent. Should there really be a mirror designed to shift my gaze from the road to my traveling companions? And while the DVD player takes the edge off long trips with my 2-year-old son, I can't shake this feeling that it's only a matter of time before I plow into a busload of schoolkids while struggling to cue up SpongeBob SquarePants. My navigation system, meanwhile, not only can locate...