Word: recordation
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...White Sands, N. Mex. last month, a test Viking climbed only 51^ miles and landed ten miles away. But this first trial flight was intended to test the controls and propulsion unit, not to try for an altitude record. The Viking's designers claim that the new rocket, as produced at present, will reach something like 190 miles. An improved model, now in preparation, may reach 225 miles...
...This song, Rendezvous, is for fickle Maria who made a desperate lover wait two hours the other night . . ." "This samba is for redhaired, snub-nosed Sabina, who lives by the watermill . . ." "This record is for cross-eyed Albert so that, listening, he will have to stop his evil gossiping for at least four minutes...
...official radio network is state-owned and noncommercial) are nourishing because of a genial conspiracy between the broadcasters and listeners. Handwritten program listings are passed around in country inns, whipped out of sight whenever a stranger appears. For a five-franc (11?) charge, the innkeeper will forward a record request accompanied by a romantic or spiteful message...
...trailers, cursing the thunderstorms that turned the wheatfields into quagmires. In the few fields that dried out, the first combines scythed their way north across the waving grain. This week, the second biggest winter wheat harvest (an estimated 1,021,000,000 bushels v. 1947's alltime record of 1,068,000,000) in U.S. history would get underway...
Repetition, in fact, is Director Sturges' specialty. Some of his gags, even the most familiar ones, are run through the camera four or five times in rapid succession, giving the effect of a bad attack of hiccoughs, or a worn record turning in the same groove. To keep the gags rolling, he deploys a whole passel of comics, including Rudy Vallee, with pince-nez and purse-mouthed antics, Hugh Herbert as a butter-fingered doctor, and a couple of yowling hillbilly pinheads (Sterling Holloway and Danny Jackson). None of them is as funny as they were plainly meant...