Word: salooner
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...officers for allegedly raping and sodomizing a prostitute. Bellowing back, the police union, the Patrolmen's Benevolent Association, put its money where its mouth was: it spent $16,240 for a full-page ad in the Daily News (circ. 1.5 million) lambasting Breslin as "the old Saloon Philosopher." Said the ad, signed by P.B.A. President Phil Caruso: "The most astounding thing about the Breslin column was that the Daily News printed it without first smelling Breslin's breath...
There are no longer snaking lines at the lifts feeding Ruthie's Run, Aspen's best-known trail. In the past year the landmark Red Onion saloon has closed, along with several other restaurants. Five lodges, including the 170-unit Continental Inn, are in the midst of foreclosure. Retail sales growth has slumped from the peak years of the 1970s, when profits grew at an annual rate of more than 15%. Owners of chic boutiques and eateries gripe that business is significantly down from last season. The "Silver Queen," as residents fondly refer to their town, even looks...
...into a bar called the Great Alaskan Bush Co. with a $12,579.64 paycheck in his pocket. At least he remembers the beginning of the night. Matson, who had been fishing for salmon in Alaska's Bristol Bay, was looking for a good time in the rowdy Anchorage saloon. And he got exactly what he wanted, according to Owner Edna Cox, who agreed to cash Matson's check. He spent the night, she said, "buying all the patrons in the club drinks, paying numerous girls for table dances, handing out $100 bills to girls." When Matson asked next...
...Alberta was still a child, she ran away to Chicago, where, she had heard, singers could make $10 a week. She was helped by a friend of the family and, after making a pest of herself, was finally given a chance to sing at Dago Frank's, a saloon where prostitutes and pimps hung...
...funny, if somewhat fussy about detailing its large cast of congenial nutball characters, takes place in a Boston bar owned by an ex-baseball player. This particular piece of sitcom real estate was developed by three Taxi production veterans, Glen and Les Charles and James Burrows, and their saloon seems like a nice place to settle in, snug and warm and safe. Too safe, perhaps...