Word: rivulet
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...songs into the set, he removes his jacket to reveal a sleeveless chartreuse T shirt and a golden physique, not over-muscled but taut and downy. (Look, I'm paid to observe these things.) When the guys go backstage to change shorts, Joe goes briefly topless, exposing a rivulet of hair from his navel to his briefs. He flashes a mock-stern look at the camera, but the shot is in the movie. That can't be an accident...
...River. So much so that "crossing over Jordan" has become a mystical metaphor for liberation and resurrection. These days, it's the river itself that could use some resurrecting. Instead of a mighty torrent "deep and wide," as the gospel songs proclaim, much of the river is a thin rivulet of brown slime largely obscured by reeds. Most of what now flows in between the Jordan's banks is human sewage, almost all of it untreated. The river where John the Baptist proclaimed Jesus to be the Messiah, a river so sacred it doesn't need a priest's blessing...
...Christians arrive by the busload eager to see the battleground where the world as we know it will end. At the souvenir shop, they flock to buy maps of where Jesus walked, and tiny vials of water from the Jordan River. The river may now be mostly a murky rivulet, but thousands of Evangelical Christians insist on being re-baptized in its waters...
...Perelman and Ted ?Dr. Seuss? Geisel. Two more honorees, Leni Riefenstahl and Bob Hope, were still alive when they got reached triple digits, though they have since ceded to mortality. I used to unearth these milestones only when I?d hear of some media cross-promotion - a tributary rivulet of books, CDs or DVDs - which often meant playing hectic catch-up. Now I go to the Internet Movie Database at the start of a year and see whose centenaries are imminent. (Click on the birth year of any celeb, and you will find IMDb?s chronological list of every showbiz...
...unseen bead of perspiration trickled its way down through the small of my back to the sashed waistline of my trousers, though I had been standing motionless since walking into the theater lobby. Perhaps I felt the little rivulet of sweat trailing down my spine precisely because I had not moved since finding a suitable spot where I could await the opening of the doors. In any case, my eyes flitted about the stuffy lobby, packed to the gills with presumably affluent moviegoers who could say two hours later that yes, they had attended the Boston premiere of the prospective...