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...need not worry about today's pupil becoming a "tired old man" from "a 17-hour day of classwork, school activities and homework" [Feb. 17]. "Day" should read "week." Tired all right, but rarely from study-instead, from boys, girls, telephone, cars, TV, sports, clubs, spastic dancing, slumber parties, clothes, hair grooming, parties, girls, boys...
...Mental Indigestion." When the President wound up his 75-minute speech, he was rewarded with polite applause-even though many in his audience had sat through the last half-hour in a glazed slouch or, in a few cases, deep slumber. Snapped Senate Minority Leader Ev Dirksen at a post-mortem press conference: "It was too long. It gave me mental indigestion." House Minority Leader Gerald Ford criticized the President for trying to finance both "rifles and ruffles...
...original upbeat undertaker, and his fight to deny the ultimate reality of death has already entered folklore. "I wanted to erase all signs of mourning," he said. Thus death became "leave-taking," a corpse "the loved one," who awaited burial after elaborate cosmetic treatment in a private, well-furnished "slumber" room. Subdivisions of the cemetery have such reposeful names as Lullabyland, Graceland and Babyland (designed in the shape of a heart); soothing music and inspirational messages waft out from loudspeakers hidden in the shrubbery...
Half-bald since his 20s, Boyer never wears his toupee offscreen, and recently-as his parts have aged-he has been leaving it off while performing as well. He is a sleepless man-an hour of tossing for every five minutes of slumber. He has been married for 30 years, and has been an American citizen for 22. His wife was an English actress who gave up her career soon after their wedding. Because of his stability and longevity, Boyer is presumed rich, and he probably is by anyone's standards but his own. "I'm not rich...
...dance. Yeah, yeah, yeah. When a trio known as the Del-Aires isn't pushing that Big Beat, the big beasts claim several dozen victims. "Sounds like some body big walkin' in the mud," says one terrified chick. Some 20 others come to grief at a slumber party when they leave the front door ajar, expecting the boys from the nearby frat house to stage a raid. Horror's best song: You Are Not a Summer Love...