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...girl who used to have the drug problem, Jenny, she's doing great, all healthy and fit again, but she has to dance against Venus and, well, like, no way, right? Then it's just the sisters, and they always look awkward dancing with one another. But it was sweet, too. They said it was the first time two sisters ever danced off for the club championship, and everyone was saying how much better the club is that it now has these terrific girls of color-which never used to happen. Take that, Mr. Australia...
...That sweet spot is now occupied by Condi Rice. She taught Bush his ABCs in foreign affairs in their pre-presidency tutorials. Now she's just down the hall, whence it's easy to run into the Oval Office 10 times a day. Bush wants his info whittled down to one-page memos, and she writes them; he likes one-person oral briefings, and she provides them. He doesn't want to hear a cacophony of competing voices; she ensures that disputes are resolved before they reach him. And Rice hangs out with the First Family--spending a week...
Country music sours on its sweet young things pretty quickly--or maybe that's just what happens when those fresh faces start suing their record labels or sneaking the bag boy from the Piggly Wiggly on the tour bus. And country hasn't had a fresh young thing in a couple of years. Then in walks Georgia peach (from Tipton) singer-songwriter CYNDI THOMSON, 24. Her first CD, My World, is the best-selling debut album since teen belter LeAnn Rimes' Blue. Thomson's discovery was a little bit country: she left dog Charlie behind to go to Nashville...
...than anything else. Similarly when the Reagan White House faced the challenge of coming up with something distinctly Canadian to entertain Brian Mulroney in 1988: Smoked salmon and shrimp mousse with dilled cucumber sauce, before an otherwise distinctly Californian fest of roast loin of veal, tarragon sauce, puree of sweet red peppers, spring asparagus, watercress and radicchio salad...
...Camp Harvard was not all it was cracked up to be. True, it was pretty sweet to be on campus with no responsibilities save for mandatory proctor group meetings and comparison-shopping for inflatable furniture. But there was a lot of stuff for which Mr. Zurcher simply didn’t prepare...