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...down-home Okie, "Ah'm new heah, an'ah ain't nevah seen so many people befoah. These nice folks done tol'me ah could read a pome, an'ah shorely do 'preciate it." A pause. I assured my friend that yes, he was for real. He continued. "Wow. I always did want to read my poetry on stage. Particularly at Harvard, since I go to B. U." Brautigan crupted in laughter and passed him the wine...

Author: By Jeffrey S. Golden, | Title: Richard Brautigan On Saturday Night | 11/26/1969 | See Source »

...seen where a bomb would plop down right next to your buddy, and you'd see the thing coming at him, and, balm, your buddy would be gone. But none of these bombs were really exploding. I found myself laughing, and shouting happily to someone beside me. "Wow, they're using all the goddamn stuff up on us." It seemed hardly worth their effort, but it was mildly flattering...

Author: By Gregg J. Kilday, | Title: Memoirs of a Would-be Street lighter | 11/21/1969 | See Source »

ERMYNTRUDE AND ESMERALDA by Lytton Sfrachey. 75 pages. Stein and Day. $5.95. A novelistic joke by the author of Eminent Victorians protests repression through the letters of two sexually inquisitive girls. Written in 1913 and rather cutesie-pie, with terms like pussy cat and bow-wow for private parts...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: One Week: The Literary Overflow | 10/24/1969 | See Source »

Finally lan came with a big smile and we went into Mrs. Snowden's office to say goodby. I talked to her for the first time since I met her, three days ago. I think that all I said was wow. She laughed and said she thought I was a monk because all I did was sit curled up in a chair and never spoke to anyone. Then lan and I walked down the caged-in stairwell and I looked down and said goodby to the civil defense water and then we walked through the O-Building canteen and said...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Three Days in a Mental Hospital | 9/25/1969 | See Source »

...humid night. In a fifth floor apartment two blopcks over some well-shaped young ladies fought the heat by not wearing andy clothes. The Wellesley Kid enjoyed the Cambridge view as he never had. He spent the night focusing his binoculars, occasionally puncturing the evening with such remarks as "Wow! I really must become a voyeur...

Author: By The Scientist, | Title: Ah Woe! Picking Horses Is Not An Easy Task | 7/22/1969 | See Source »

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