Word: smokes
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...know BILL GOLDBERG as the Sandy Koufax of wrestling or the man who enters the ring blowing smoke through his nostrils, but you probably don't think of him as 285 lbs. of pure animal lover. Last week, however, Goldberg traded in his bikini briefs and leather boots for a suit and went to Capitol Hill to protest cockfighting and dogfighting. "I know when I step into the ring, that's my choice," he testified at a congressional briefing, "but these animals, they have no choice." Goldberg says Steve Largent, the Representative from his home state of Oklahoma...
...sometimes experimental. Sanders Theatre sold out to an audience that erred on the side of grown-up but was livelier for it. We all clapped to the beat as Joan Baez jigged and the Charles River Valley Boys covered the Beatles. The program became a kind of historiographic French smoke where the congregation pulled old records from the cabinet. Reassured by the immediacy of older artists like Baez and the Charles River Valley Boys, the audience proceeded to transform that sense of legacy into a sense of destiny as newer acts like the hard-boiled romantic Ellis Paul and bushy...
...switched to aerogel, an ultra-lightweight glass foam that's 99.8% air. It resembles nothing so much as solidified smoke. The aerogel is packed into a collector that resembles a circular ice-cube tray about a foot across. En route to Wild 2, one side will trap dust that's wafting in from beyond the solar system--another item of great interest to astronomers--and once there, it will flip to scoop up comet dust...
...what should you do if you're worried about colon cancer? Current evidence suggests you take a multivitamin that contains 400 micrograms of folic acid, don't smoke, avoid eating red meat more than five times a week and get plenty of exercise. Whatever you do, don't use the Nurses' Health Study as an excuse to skimp on fruits and vegetables. The rest of your body may never forgive...
Freetown is burning. The sky is barely visible through the gray clouds of smoke curling up from the eastern side of the city. The occasional finger of white African sunlight that pokes through the haze falls on piles of dead bodies. The soft sands of Lumley beach, which sits on the north edge of town, are blanketed with dead soldiers, and the tranquil bay that lies between downtown and the airport is an oily, grisly mess, teeming with floating bodies and body parts...