Word: vaporizer
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...nose, and when he becomes excited and voluble, it sounds like the exhaust from a car." He visits W.H. Auden in a completely unheated New York City loft. "Wystan started up some queer kind of little stove, but we sat in our overcoats and our breath went up in vapor." Vladimir Nabokov comes for a visit, and they start arguing about how various English and Russian words should be pronounced. Wilson concludes that the novelist has "something in him rather nasty -- the cruelty of the arrogant rich...
...fine painter. In his field, Wyeth is an outstanding figure." Many critics in the Manhattan art scene, however, find him stubbornly irrelevant. "Wyeth's philosophy is Poor Richard's Almanack," sniffs Henry Geldzahler, former curator of 20th century art at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. "His skies have no vapor trails, his people wear no wristwatches. He is the Williamsburg of American painting -- charming, especially when seen from a helicopter...
...explosion released a cloud of toxic vapor that left nearly 60 base employees suffering from eye and skin irritations. The more lasting damage may be to the U.S. space program. The loss of a second Titan left the U.S. with no reliable way to launch heavy payloads into orbit. The Pentagon is already reduced to operating with only one reconnaissance satellite, rather than the two that military planners deem necessary. If that single eye in the sky should malfunction, U.S. intelligence in space would be blinded...
...sees it, intuition, at least the successful kind, is something more than vague presentiment. The sifting of personal experience is an important part of the intuitive faculty. Rowan approvingly quotes the late Joyce Hall, founder of the Hallmark greeting-card empire, who called memory "the vapor of past experiences." Successful managers, Rowan recounts, have found some unusual places in which to enjoy those fumes. McDonald's Chairman Ray Kroc opted for a 700-gal. waterbed on which he and his aides plopped to think...
Dusk settles in on this warm June afternoon. Four F-15s from the Harvard Air Force streak across the sky, and as their vapor trails begin to fade, 10,000 rockets light up the sky, creating a vast crimson-and-yellow Ve-Ri-Tas shield and profile of a smiling Nathan M. Pusey. The 9000-member marching band strikes up a rousing final rendition of "Harvardiana...