Word: tickly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Tick in Time...
Spotted fever is caused by an unusual microbe, halfway between viruses and bacteria. It is harbored by ticks, which live in scrub and especially around garbage dumps, and gets to man either when a tick lands directly on him for a free mean or-more commonly-when a tick nestles in a dog's fur and transfers later to his master. Either way, the tick's bite gets the microbe into the bloodstream, where it multiplies. It soon causes high fever, splitting headache, severe muscle aches and mental confusion. Many other diseases produce similar symptoms, but spotted fever...
...into in his undergraduate days was the type of girl who was willing to go out with a blind boy: "There are two reasons why a girl would go out with me," he said. "Either they were doing their bit for humanity, or they were trying to tick off their parents." Also, girls tend to be looking for the norm, especially in high school, and the first few years of college. A blind man would not exactly be considered an eligible husband. "When I was in high school I used to get some tremendously imaginative excuses," Hal said. "I used...
...Panorama. In a way, though, The Beatles is too much a virtuoso display of the quartet's versatility. From the ricky-tick Honey Pie to the West Indian Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da to the schmaltzy Good Night, a sweeping panorama of pop genres unfolds in parodies, pastiches, takeoffs and put-ons. The boys even spoof themselves. George Harrison's Savoy Truffle contains a cross reference to Lennon and Mc Cartney's Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da. In Rocky Raccoon, Paul McCartney imitates successfully and amusingly the nasal delivery of Bob Dylan. The lyric...
...about an intense, driven actress, Star wastes its emotion on backstage bromides. Again there is the rags-to-bitches process, with the innocent little slum waif metamorphizing into a neurotic stranger to her husband, her child and, finally, herself. Again there are the hoofing and puffing resurrections of ricky-tick dance routines, which have long since been kidded to death in Thoroughly Modern Millie and on Laugh-In. The scrawny script merely vamps till the next number is ready; the shimmering show biz of the Twenties and Thirties, which once seemed spun of gossamer, is now only cobwebs; Wise...