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...good "friend," ex-Heavyweight Boxing Champion Joe Louis, made a conspicuous show of himself in the courtroom. During the trial John Cheasty noted a recurrent Hoffa action. Jimmy, he said, would wait till the jury's eyes were turned from him, then raise a hand as if to rub his neck. Cheasty saw what Hoffa wanted him to see: a Hoffa thumb zipping across the throat in an unmistakable gesture of a knife slit. Translation: Hoffa's description of what could happen to Cheasty...
...rub in the success of their bird over the Air Force's Thor, more ambitiously designed but so far unsuccessfully flown, Army scientists produced a letter carried through space in the Jupiter's nose, jubilantly sent it off to the addressee, Research Boss Medaris, who read it and stuck it in his blouse pocket without revealing its text. Where they had previously conceded that the new mating of Thor and Jupiter might conceivably be called "Thorpiter." Army scientists now were claiming more credit, joked that they would settle for nothing less than "Thupiter...
Critic Kerr is tortured by the feeling that she is "out of touch culturally" and never sees the same TV that other people see. "For one thing, we have one of the first sets ever built, which means that if you squat so close to it that your knees rub against the dial buttons, you can almost see Ed Sullivan. We cling to it, all ten inches of it, because we imagine that any minute now it will be valuable as a collector's item. Pull out those tubes, plant it with philodendron, and there's your conversation...
...about chapels. Congressmen marshaled some Congress-like reasons two years ago to turn down plans for the Air Force Academy chapel at Colorado Springs (TIME, July 18, 1955 et seq.). So angry were their cries against the glass, steel and aluminum project that the Air Force decided to rub it all out and start over again. Last week the House debated a new plan for the chapel. It had a hard time making up its mind...
...Long Island Railroad local -pulls into Dunfaill for a minute's stop. Its motley passengers immediately spill out into the station bar and some hilarious vignettes. To make room for a goat, a bewildered British couple are demoted from their first-class compartment into third, there to rub insensitive feelers with a slithering mess of outraged Irish lobsters. A sweater-girl (full-blown by Maureen Connell) snares a husband under the diverted beak of her matchmaking aunt. Even the bar-girl gets a romantic Irish proposal: "How would you like to be buried with my people?" After many minutes...