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...this case, Emma has some buried resentments; she has long been the tender caretaker of Liv's aggressive, obnoxious alpha. Or as some might put it, her willing doormat. Emma's fiancé has a particularly cruel spin on things. In an American Idol analogy, he says Liv is Simon (Cowell); Emma is peppy Paula (Abdul). "But everyone listens to Simon," Emma says with dismay. "I wouldn't marry Simon," Fletcher tells her. "I'm marrying me some Paula." Then he licks his chops...
...separated from its original religious meaning that the Puritans banned it in the 17th century). But in the past decade Hanukkah has taken on a higher cultural profile thanks to a growing number of actors, comedians, musicians and marketers who want kids to know that it's cool to spin a dreidel. Earlier this month a rare national TV special exclusively dedicated to the holiday, Lights! Celebrate Hanukkah Live in Concert, aired on PBS, featuring performances by musicians like Dave Koz, actress-singer Mare Winningham and the Klezmatics...
...Chicago has a "City of Hope" package. A guide will take you in the hotel's Audi on a tour of the city, including the Hyde Park neighborhood, which the Obamas' called home, and Millennium Park, where Barack Obama acknowledged his election victory and where you can take a spin around the skating rink. Return to the hotel and warm up with hot chocolate in the Lobby Bar. While you sip, the concierge can make reservations at one of the Obamas' favorite restaurants, like Spiaggia, Sepia or MacArthur's. Go to sleep clutching a complimentary copy of Barack Obama...
...bumper cars; then they outgrew those but could take on the climbing wall. Now they prefer the roller-skating rink, where boys and girls hold hands. As with the pencil lines on the kitchen wall, we've watched them grow through their small rituals. If ambition and opportunity spin us off in every direction, traditions reel us back to where we came from so we can see how we've grown...
...Zalathal went faster and faster. It seemed as though the staircase would never end. Felicity thought her breasts would spin off into the fiery void of their own accord. And then there was Frederick, only a few feet away, his pale, wan face upturned and shocked, his watery eyes bulging and mouth gaping like a trout, and still Zalathal did not stop. Felicity charged over her husband. She heard the triumphant crunch of bone, the satisfying curtailment of her husband’s prayer as Zalathal’s powerful hoofs crushed his throat...