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Everyone knows something about Piet Mondrian; barely a detail of his life has escaped the attention of aspiring Ph.D.s, from the fantastic fox-trot routines that earned him the nickname the "dancing madonna," to the exact spot where an artificial tulip stood in his Paris studio (painted white, leaves and all, so as not to offend his eye with the detestable color green). Like Kandinsky, the other fa ther figure of abstract painting, he was a Theosophist: a man given to dreams of the millennium, when material reality would wither away and leave an ideal domain of the pure spirit...
...first play of the Eliot-Lowell game saw St. Pierre return the Lowell kickoff to their own 30-yd. line to set up tailback Randy Yanker's four-yd. trot into the endzone, putting E-House in front...
...Every time a CEO comes out on stage, he makes the same small joke. "I've got a little check here Jerry...for $2.6 million." They smile sweetly while Lewis grins maniacally, they dutifully promise to raise even more next year and yea unto the generations, and then they trot off stage while Ed McMahon, the world's only professional introducer, welcomes the next guest. All the approved minor vices are there--Anheuser-Busch, the roller skater rink operators with nubile figure skaters in tow), and even the president of Harley-Davidson, which sells choppers. And, of course, there...
...caramel and cream, blue and black. Borgert peers down trying to gauge the ice's age, its strength and its intentions. "That blue ice," he chuckles, "that's harder than a whore's heart, boy." The shore ice floats past Barrow faster than a man can trot, and the pack can press ridges and hummocks 70 ft. high. Says he: "If you want to see something that scares the hell out of you, it's mobile ice moving at four or five knots and coming at you like a 16-ft. plowshare." But the prowling plowshares...
...late afternoon, a mostly middle-aged and middle-class throng had converged on the Hyatt's expansive lobby for another in a popular new series of weekly dances. Admittance required only a fondness for the fox trot. "Tea dances," the promoters were billing these mildly recherche gatherings: Tommy Dorsey and Duke Ellington tunes were featured, and Friday's Big Band, Steve Miller and His Orchestra, had played the occasions before. The hotel has a ballroom, but the glassy lobby is nearly as large and, in the fading summer light, far more inspiring...