Word: weirdly
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Hooft, the other co-captain and the team's leading scorer, was equally frustrated. "I've never seen a season like this," Hooft said. "This whole season has been bizarre. Weird things happen. It's something different every night...
...outdone, the Trib pulled a scoop of its own: An enormous page one photograph of Gacy chained to his jail bed. The guard who sold the photo to the paper was fired. On New Year's Eve, both papers ran special sections. The Sun-Times's "Weird World of John Wayne Gacy" featured an interview with a teenage male whore named Jaime who remembered seeing Gacy cruise the gay bars on the Near North Side. Gacy once picked him up in a place called Bughouse Square, and Jaime barely escaped with his life. After such homosexual encounters, the paper reported...
...resident of New York, Hughes delights in the city s skyline. "There's a weird minimal beauty in New York's great slabs that is best seen from afar," he says. "One of the finest scenes in the world is Lower Manhattan beheld from the Staten Island ferry in early morning, when even ghastly buildings like those of the World Trade Center look good." Hughes lives happily in a 2,300-sq.-ft. loft-his "plywood palazzo"-but, when pressed, he picks the man to design his dream house: New York's Richard Meier, whose work...
...Methodist who heads the Institute for the Study of American Religion in Evanston, Ill., cults are a natural outgrowth of the religious climate in urban areas. "In a city no one cares what his neighbor does for religion," says he. "You can always sell a few people on every weird idea that comes along." By his reckoning, 10% of America's urban population is touched in one way or another by the new cults. As Melton sees it, that figure may well keep growing right up to the year 2000. "A lot of people will be coming along expecting...
...Crews presents in his novels (Car, A Feast of Snakes, and The Gypsy's Curse, to name three of the better ones) is inventive, absurdist, existential, savagely funny--like a script by William Faulkner and Jean-Paul Sartre. Good books, some of those novels, but sometimes just too frustratingly weird. Crews also used to write a column called "Grits" for the pre-Felker Esquire, and the best of them stick in your memory like Georgia mud to your boots--an old, nearly-blind mule trader sagely discusses the art and artifices of a trade that is almost dead; a poacher...