Word: wee
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...MIGHT NOT WIN: It's a wee little road movie, and the story--Huffman plays a man in the last stages of becoming a woman who has to deal with an abandoned son he never knew he had--goes rather improbably sentimental and conventional as it develops. Huffman is a strong, hardworking actress, but she doesn't quite transcend the impression that she's performing a stunt instead of playing a part...
...good enough for Captain Von Trapp, it’s good enough for you. 12) Séance 13) Those newfangled fax machines I’ve heard so much about 14) Morse code via the Memorial Church bells (best for long communiqués in the wee hours of the morning) 15) Alphabet Soup
...Tough digital camera from Fisher-Price has sturdy rubber grips and a color LCD screen so kids can review snaps immediately. ("Look Ma! My hand!") The double viewfinder helps wee ones frame their shots. Image resolution is a mere 640 by 480 pixels (barely enough for a decent 4-in.-by-6-in. print), but low res also means there's more room to store pics: the 8 MB of built-in memory holds some 70 images, and there's a memory-card slot so Mom or Dad can up capacity. Price $70 Available June...
...your brother that included the line, "Mom and I played tennis yesterday," you would see links to firms selling racquets and sneakers. It's all automated; no human would be reading your mail. But, as Mayer puts it, "there's a creepy factor." The two debated until the wee hours of the morning and ultimately decided not to go ahead with the ads. Or so Mayer thought. When she logged on to the e-mail system the next day, the ads were up and running. Buchheit had hacked it together. When Mayer, Brin and Page played around with it (there...
...outbreak of gastroenteritis, oddly affecting only Cabot House residents, reported with similar straightforward credulity in the Crimson—and wholly unmentioned in the article about this year’s illness. I remember the 2001 incident vividly: Harvard University Police Department officers came door to door in the wee hours, asking for sick students and spiriting them away (including my roommate). The stricken ended up at Stillman Infirmary, which, like this year, was frustratingly incapable of handling the mysterious epidemic. Director of Harvard University Health Services David Rosenthal ’59 calmed the masses by insisting that...