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...took my seat in the packed theater, after having endured a ten minute Kodak slideshow featuring lots of pictures of ice crystallizing, and dogs, and beaches, and sunsets, and black holes, and umbrellas, and kite-flying, and gap-teethed kids gobbling psychedelic spools of never-eat-anything-bigger-than-yer-head cotton candy, my heart was going pitter-pat. It really was. I, err, looked forward to this thing, this piece of space-detritus with more zeros at the end of its comet-tail budget than the rounded-off totality of the Harvard endowment...
What settles things for you in the end is whether you feel lonelier in what other folks call the right place or in the wrong place that belongs to you, even if it's all dark and spooky like the river. Depends on how much you want yer freedom. Americans do some things pretty well, like playing games and making machines and movies, but what they do best is gettin' free. Of course freedom gits folks into a mess of trouble too, 'cause when everybody's free, they're free to fall on their faces, and if no one cares...
Your sister's in love with him. Your mother's in love with him. Jessica Lange, for Pete's sake, that blonde-haried, brown-eyed, gorilla-yer-dreams, even she's in love with...
With Joshua Shapiro our given ethnic is Jewish, persecution-complex and all. "Look how they eat?" we gasp as Josh egregiously woofs down a fancy plate at a posh WASP-establishment restaurant. "They do that?" we squeal as Joshua exhibits the dishonesty of Yer-Basic-Semite on the time-honored subject of money. Shock-shlock, no ands ifs or buts...
...masterminded Black music prime movers--emphasis on movers--Parliament and Funkadelic. You would think everyone would be able to get into his thang. But complaints have been bruited that his sound is too obnoxiously the apotheosis of libido. This is false. Simply put, if the blow-it-out-yer-ass sentiment that fuelled his Atomic Dog hit of three years ago--"Bow wow wow yipee yow yipee yow"--didn't drive you from your seat and into a fury of rear-wagging, then you weren't listening to it loud enough. This isn't music to write poetry...