Word: whaled
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Moving on to lighter subjects, The Mollusk continues to build mini-stories around a whale and eel. Resembling The Beatles' "Octopus' Garden" a little too closely, "Polka Dot Tail" couples the eternal question "Have you ever seen a whale/With a polka dot tail" with "Have you ever tried to shrink/Like an ice cube in the sink." Apparently these are pertinent questions to the waterlogged minds of Ween's 11 band members. Exploring nothing musically or lyrically novel, "The Golden Eel" trudges through an unrevealing revelation: "Watching the eel/Help me find the way home...Daylight has come/I can not repeal/The words...
...morning, probably just before noon, the commander would lock his remote-control guidance system onto an unmanned Progress cargo ship hovering far away and bring it into the station for a docking. For a commander like Tsibliyev, steering a limber little ship like Progress toward a big whale of a target like Mir should not have been cause for worry, and ordinarily he would have been looking forward to the exercise. But tomorrow things would not be so ordinary...
...Colorado campus and its reputation as a refuge for dropouts, is very much a small town where "all the lawyers are friends," says a retired judge. The Ramseys' legal team is headed by Hal Haddon--and if Hunter is a midsize fish in Colorado Democratic politics, Haddon is a whale. He was a close adviser to former Senator Gary Hart and a strong ally of Governor Roy Romer...
...himself too mythic to bathe regularly or use his given name. Einhorn means "one horn," so he called himself the Unicorn. When it wasn't fair maidens he was after, it was the company of nags like Rubin, Hoffman and Allen Ginsberg. He ingested enough drugs to kill a whale. He organized be-ins. He called himself a planetary enzyme and "sort of smelled like a hoagie with onions all the time," as a friend puts it. For Philadelphia, a social and political backwater in which consciousness raising was a billy club to the head, Einhorn was, all alone...
Doesn't anybody have any loyalty anymore? Not only did those IRS agents squeal on their bosses, they couldn't even do it without gray screens and frosted-flake voices. And while the G-men were singing like canaries, the senators were having a, er, whale of a time overturning some other sacred cows, like the FDA and the McCain-Feingold bill. The House had some trouble keeping NASA in check ? David Wolf, that dirty rat that actually wanted to go to the Mir, slipped through Rep. James F. Sensenbrenner's fingers like a stratospheric salmon...