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Word: snow (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...comes to forgiving fees, and the Registrar's decision to bend the rules is greatly appreciated. We're pleasantly surprised that they've decided to trust students instead of putting them through a bureaucratic maze to claim exemption from the fee. Maybe this is the closest to a snow day we're ever going...

Author: By The CRIMSON Staff, | Title: No Fees for Floyd | 9/17/1999 | See Source »

There's no exact formula for determining the amount each non-profit must pay, but generally the costs cover city services like police and snow removal that the institution benefits from...

Author: By Jenny E. Heller, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Harvard to Pay $40M for Boston Land | 9/13/1999 | See Source »

...longer does connecting with your favorite squad entail a 30-minute (45-minute if you live in the Quad) trudge through knee-high snow banks to watch a game in a stuffy gym or arena. Now, all school spirit entails is a brisk bike ride, jog or power walk across the river for a breezy afternoon in the sun. You even get a tan in the process...

Author: By Sean D. Wissman, | Title: It's That Time of The Year | 9/4/1999 | See Source »

Even with management support, employees can be squeamish about offsites. The corporate retreat from hell was memorialized on an episode of The Simpsons, in which Homer and the other workers at Springfield's nuclear-power plant head up snow-covered Mount Useful in pairs, competing to be first to reach a cabin at the top. The boss cheats, the employees just want free sandwiches, and an avalanche sabotages the whole thing. In the real world, climbing a mountain or learning to handle a kayak with someone you've barely met or, even worse, someone you see at the office every...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Management: Extreme Offsites | 8/9/1999 | See Source »

...years back, when we still had real winters in New York, the snow was so deep one night that I left my car at the train station and walked home. No cabs were running. Not a snowplow in sight. Even the mailman had bagged it. The street was perfectly silent--but for a familiar boxy, brown truck rumbling my way sporting the initials U P S. There, I recall thinking, is a stock to own--if only UPS shares traded publicly...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Special Delivery | 8/2/1999 | See Source »

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