Word: tannings
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...squinting up at tennis lobs, lolling in cocoa butter and perfecting curvature of the spine cocooned in hammocks. August is more a hiatus than a month, and the level of public anxiety ordinarily settles on such problems as whether the inner side of one's forearm is as tan as the outer. Still, some of the is sues suggested by Reagan's holiday are real, especially as they involve policy matters. This has hardly been a languid summer season so far, what with the air-traffic controllers' strike and the resurrection of the neutron bomb. The problems...
After molting for the last time, in late June and early July, the caterpillars spin the flimsiest of cocoons and harden into shell-like pupae, to emerge a week or two later as full-grown moths. Gypsy moths themselves do not eat. But each female lays velvety, tan masses of 100 to 1,000 eggs on tree trunks and buildings, on the undersides of cars, trucks and trailers, in carefully stacked woodpiles. Lighter colored and larger than the male, the female does not fly but attracts the male with a powerful chemical sex lure. By August both parents will have...
...weekly Washington Post TV column, "On the Air," syndicated in 59 other newspapers, causes teeth-gnashing in Hollywood and heartburn in Manhattan's network headquarters. Critic Tom Shales, 33, the plump, droll, sometimes zany man at the heart of all this Sturm und Drang, puts his brown-and-tan saddle shoes up on the desk in his cramped fifth-floor office at the Post and shrugs off all the fuss: "The networks don't think they should be written about. They have the lowest form of contempt for TV critics...
...Grosvenor. As Bunthorne, Marty Fluger speaks his lines in a throaty, smart-ass tone that sounds like something between Groucho Marx and Frank Zappa--the Groucho resemblance heightens as Fluger lifts his eyebrows and flicks ashes off of an imaginary cigar. In the role of Grosvenor, Tim Reynolds, tall, tan, mustachioed, with his shirt unbuttoned to his navel, resembles nothing so much as a swinger in a single's bar. It would be the most natural thing for this Grosvenor to sidle up to Patience and ask, "Hey, good-looking, you come here often?" Instead, his pickup line is "Prithee...
...tan raincoat reached out to point a .22-cal. "Saturday night special" at the President. The chambers of the revolver contained six Devastator bullets, designed to explode on impact. He shot twice, paused, then fired off four more rounds?all in a scant two seconds...