Word: winded
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...HAPPEN to be in the vicinity of the Colonial Theatre some night this week, you might want to drop by to catch one of the intermissions of The Wind in the Sassafras Trees. They begin at 9:27 and 10:03, and they are both hilarious...
...landmarks of the new Afghanistan are quickly visible to the visitor who jets into the gleaming airport of Kabul, the capital, or who drives the solid new blacktop highways. From those roads, however, other sights can be seen. Long caravans wind across distant valleys, as they have for centuries past. In the south, high-walled family compounds housing fierce Pathan tribesmen still stud the countryside. In the bleak mud houses of northern villages, young children often go blind weaving and knotting traditional Bukhara rugs. Nomad Kuchis seek fresh pasture land for their camels and fat-tailed sheep on the desolate...
...addition to vocal music, Shankar presented ten masters of strange-sounding wind and percussion instruments-the sarod, santoor, shehnai, sarangi, mri-dangam and venu. It was a first of sorts when the players all padded onstage to perform Shankar's ensemble piece, V-7½, a vigorous ten-minute raga played at a tricky 7½ beats to the bar. It was also the first time that so many Indian musicians had been seen west of Bombay on one Oriental...
...service for at least two years after its originally scheduled takeoff date of mid-1974. Boeing, understandably red-faced, denies somewhat defensively that it has made a final decision. But the economics of its swing-wing B-2707 has forced the Seattle company to put practicality over pride. Although wind-tunnel tests showed that the movable wing could perform well aerodynamically, it developed an insuperable weight problem. Carrying the 313-passenger payload envisioned for it, the 375-ton swing-wing SST would have had about one-half of its planned range of 4,600 miles-meaning that it would have...
...only impossible to miss, but every thrust is likely to be fatal. To begin with, there is the dreary genre itself-a peek-into-the-future theme that titillates with dark allusions to the present. Then there are Drury's characters, a confusion of ideological wind-up toys carelessly slapped down to accommodate the easily distracted. There are the plots that are not plots but crisis situations on "which each character is obliged to comment, regardless of the triviality of his contribution. Above all, Drury writes the most impenetrable prose this side of a Japanese motorcycle manual rendered...