Word: worded
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...next stop is test audiences - 10 for Funny People. "We had a debate over how much is too much for a comedian to talk about his penis and testicles," Apatow says. "The answer there is, No amount is too much for an audience. The F-word count is at Goodfellas levels. People are waiting for David Mamet's name in the credits." (See the top 10 post-SNL careers...
There is a catch, though. As Timbuktu opens to outsiders and word of its treasures spreads, so too does the interest in the books from outside collectors. In some ways, saving these old manuscripts could imperil them further. In decades past only the hardy visited Timbuktu; the journey required days of travel up the malaria-infested Niger River. Today, dozens of tourists arrive several times a week on small commercial planes from Bamako, the capital of the former French colony. Timbuktu has become a favorite jumping-off point to explore the world's biggest desert. As the modern world rushes...
...irony-sporting, status quo-abhorring, plaid-clad denizens of Williamsburg are a distinctly modern species, the hipster as a genus has its roots in the 1930s and '40s. The name itself was coined after the jazz age, when hip arose to describe aficionados of the growing scene. The word's origins are disputed - some say it was a derivative of "hop," a slang term for opium, while others think it comes from the West African word hipi, meaning to open one's eyes. But gradually it morphed into a noun, and the "hipster" was born...
...word would fade for years until it was reborn in the early '90s, used again to describe a generation of middle-class youths interested in an alternative art and music scene. But instead of creating a culture of their own, hipsters proved content to borrow from trends long past. Take your grandmother's sweater and Bob Dylan's Wayfarers, add jean shorts, Converse All-Stars and a can of Pabst and bam - hipster...
...date and walking all over Central Park. I just was shaking my head for the umpteenth time, going, "Why does he do this stuff?" And Paul, our son, very matter-of-factly said to me, "He'll never get it, Mom. He's a sociopath." And that word - I didn't like it. I thought it just sounded like a crazy, murderous person. That night I went on the computer and I looked up sociopathic behavior, and a lightbulb went off in my head. I said, "Oh, my God, this is what I have been living with all my life...