Word: sakes
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...personal art form wherein highlighting, underlining and even doodling trigger specific parts of your brain. The fact remains that we don't just remember ideas; we remember colors, tastes and sounds. Bet you still remember those magenta koolats you wore to the 6th grade dance. For shit's sake, get that neat smelling marker away from your nasal cavity and throw some ink on the page...
Mulkey does not put himself through agony for the sake of fitness or fellowship. He goes to the Senior Games to win. Before and after the competition, he is sociable, but not during. "The adrenaline gets going, and how can you combine that with cordiality?" he asks. "I'm the worst guy out there." Or perhaps the best. Since 1989, he has won 15 gold medals and has set 14 national Senior Games records in pole vault, high jump, long jump, discus and shot...
Suppose, for the sake of argument, that global warming does cause the intensity of hurricanes to increase to supercane proportions. How stable would such megastorms be? A hurricane packing 200-m.p.h. winds would be significantly more powerful than Camille, whose top sustained winds were in the 180-m.p.h. range. Such a supercane would be capable, certainly, of taking a catastrophic toll, but its winds would also presumably penetrate to greater depths. Long before making landfall, a supercane might stir up a lethal dose of chilly water. More intense storms, in other words, could prove to be exceedingly fragile entities...
...Listening to this loony exercise in self-love is kind of like overhearing two people you know having sex: you really don't want to be there. The package is filled with creamy pictures of Streisand and husband James Brolin--including Streisand in her wedding dress, for God's sake. The disc itself is a sequence of squishy love songs that would embarrass Lionel Richie. Hard to believe that someone who could perpetrate this once had taste. Or sense...
...asphalt for sand in our four-wheel drive Jeep, the ride seemed more like a Six Flags stomach-churner than a scenic nature drive. My sleepy head jostled back and forth like a pinball. The trip seemed a sacrifice for both father and son, each for the other's sake--my father from his busy work schedule and his son from his last days with his beguiling girlfriend. But for a few brief hours, my father and I were spending time--life's most precious commodity--together...