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Waiting is big in asia at the moment. At poolside lounges, bartenders languidly polish the glasses, ready to mix up a pitcher of Rob Roys if the tourists ever return. At travel agencies and airlines, staff yawn behind idle PCs one week and are ordered to take unpaid leave the next. In homes and offices around Asia, would-be voyagers are wondering when "travel accessories" will once again mean a sun hat and shades, not a face mask and disposable gloves. Some say that's next month, some next year. But until that day, the Asian travel industry is subsisting...
It’s not a yawn so much as a grumble. It’s actually more of a ‘Grrrrmph’—the thing that comes before you thump the snooze bar into oblivion at 8:30 a.m. and decide that the Science Center is too far away for Chem lecture today...
Gibson has few kind words for previous Passion films. Mention Pier Paolo Pasolini's The Gospel According to St. Matthew (which, like Gibson's location shots, was filmed in the Italian town of Matera), and he fakes a big yawn. On Martin Scorsese's The Last Temptation of Christ: "You've got Harvey Keitel as Judas saying"--and here Gibson shifts into a Brooklyn accent--"'Hey, you ovah dere...
...over a handful of trained dolphins, including one that resembled a small whale. The idea of touching animals with big teeth freaks me out, so I retreated to the relative calm of the indoor aquarium. But the interior was no more soothing. Just as I was stifling a yawn over the sea anemones and tropical fish, I turned a corner and saw a monster: a takaashigani, or long-legged crab. Make that a very long-legged crab, for the legs can grow to more than three meters. There were two in the tank, both looking staight-ahead with an expression...
...Associated Press fired one of its Washington reporters last Monday after several of his sources turned out not to exist in the real world. Yet the admission generated little more than a collective yawn. It could barely be heard above the buzz of outrage and glee over the simultaneous demise of another journalist--one who had not fabricated, plagiarized or done any of the things for which reporters have historically got in trouble. Bob Greene, 55, a nationally syndicated columnist for the Chicago Tribune, best-selling author, local institution and married man, had admitted having had a sexual liaison over...