Word: stabs
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...Every time I see a Broadway show, I wouldn’t mind doing it again,” he says. “I’d like to take another stab at directing or performing on stage...
...Wednesday morning, half a dozen G.O.P. colleagues sat Jeffords down in a room off the Senate floor for a last stab at changing his mind. "Jim, do you really believe you can further your dreams and aspirations by doing this?" Senator Chuck Hagel asked plaintively. "We can fix this. Give us a chance." Jeffords agreed only to meet later that day. When they reconvened at 4:15, the Senators had a sweet offer for him. The White House promised more money for education, Lott would give him a seat at the Senate leadership table as the moderates' representative, and Jeffords...
...other stuff. But there are a lot of other people who are worried about their jobs, or dissatisfied with them, and, really, who couldn't stand to sock a little money away in these turbulent times? Unless inflation hits hard, Greenspan, again, has little excuse not to take another stab at getting this economy back to a nice canter by the end of the year...
...Dress supposedly tells the story of a woman born on January 1, 1900, but we eventually figure out that it’s just Bruno talking, and talking faster and faster the further along we get. He seems to be in a hurry. The novel takes a wholeheartedly absurd stab at the memoir genre, and, according to its own publicity materials, succeeds admirably (as books always do in publicity handouts). The life of the century through the life of this woman with the little blue dress, as it were. The memoir of this “woman” begins...
...night around 11 p.m., this man would lie down behind the large concrete slab decorating the Leverett House lawn, cover himself with blue, turquoise and tan blankets and fall asleep. Usually I would only half-notice him, except for the cold nights when I’d feel a stab of regret as I pulled my shade down to my radiator. In the mornings, while I was checking my e-mail or combing my hair, he would wake up between 8 and 9 a.m., stumble around a bit, urinate, pick up his bag and walk away. The man became...