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...time to close it. It is strange that the sophs did not find the canes, for Bob Noble had the password. But Bite was sitting on the box which he though... ...end to abnso our pa- tience":"' and accounts of the Jesup Hall rushes, the baseball game which was a "moral"' victory, the too-well-known sophomore ba... ...rom college. D. P. Brown 190S has been elected captain of the junior class baseball team. The Western New Y'ork club will hold a smoker in Bemis' at 8... ...also played three years on the football team and fur two years on the 1908 baseball team. He was class president during his sopho- more year. Raphael ... ...There w(!re several interesting slides filuAving the facial contortions or grimaces on Hoirjf; of tlio old gargoyles. The convulsive spasm on one side... ...eep a few friends, but those without oapitulation — above all, on the same grim con- ditions, to keep friends with him- self—here is a task fur all th...
...he evil of Music Pg 1737 Human Enlightenment: Carrol and Stevenson Pg 1752 Bob Dylan and Undead evil Pg 1766 How the Undead Fool the Living Pg ... ...t curving before it hits the football and sends it out in a straight line. A baseball bat curves before it hits the baseball. The ball first goes i... ...ant. If it travels through the vacuum of intergalactic space, the speed of a baseball is also constant. The speed of an electron orbiting around a... ... follow rules and try to win. Take professional football and professional baseball: two of the most specialized sports in the world. Where one ... ...… looking at their huge plates of food and booze in disgust… trying to smile, grimacing as they choked down stuff smuggled in from McDonald’s and ma... ...yed backlash to Shay’s Rebellion. The rich owners of all the Colonies became grimly furious at this unheard-of violation of their power to steal wea... ...ting, and vilifying the Jewish race and culture for years. The Germans masses grimly shouted themselves hoarse in approval because many of them knew... ...ve-in. Until now: modern consumer culture has invented a hero called ‘Sponge-Bob’…an animated sponge. Because that is all that consumers actually ... ...g reflected back to the sponging consumer masses; as the hero called: ‘Sponge-Bob’. Basically: all consumers are one-sided sponges. All they do...
...e at the disaster. Two techs dusted an armoire full of guns. Another bagged a red baseball cap with black letters on the front of it. Jack had a ... ...t book, either.” “They were bagging up stuff when I came in, including a red baseball cap with black letters on it. They were a K and an O. ... ... baseball cap with black letters on it. They were a K and an O. Royce didn’t wear baseball caps, but surely a killer wouldn’t leave his cap behind... ...“Oh, keep your ol’ self-righteousness to yourself.” Their laughter echoed in the grim house. She savored the wild beat of her pulse as his mouth ... ...d. Bobby hadn’t expected that. He glanced away from the road to look at her with a grimace. “How the hell should I know?” ***** They l... ... “He had a few words to say about ya’ll cheating his plantation people.” Bobby grimaced and steered his vehicle around one of the few automobile... ... your game face on?” The black dog settled on wide, sturdy, bowed legs. The black bob of a tail wagged. His disposition was good, despite the fac... ... three-putted. Walking off the green, she said, “I need to work on my short game. Bob Ed was always on me about it.” Her late brother had been her... ...tor. Jamming her putter into her bag, Johnelle said, “I played many rounds with Bob Ed. His short game couldn’t be beat.” She flipped the swit...
...backs on her, and other kids nearby joined in with more derisive catcalls. Bob ‘Big’ Boscoe blocked her way, “Whatcha got, worm, dirty pants? Ya gotta... ...od girl, and let her rest.” So Lacey slumped on the couch. The threadbare, grimy fur- niture joined forces with the silence to mock her as she relived... ...Hardy. And whenever she could, she went to the park when Roger was playing baseball, or the arena where he played volleyball. After he got a summer jo... ...e happy talk and gossip that swirled around her. At home, her marriage was grim. Roger never included her in school functions. If she asked why, he sa... ...for neighbors. Julian slammed in and out on his way to or from swimming or baseball. And Roger, as usual, was gone. What does he see in life out in th... ...ipping up Roger’s clothes and throwing his sports stuff out into the yard. Grimly, she resisted the temptation. ON THURSDAY, she phoned a lawyer. He w...
...ile bicycling, akin to the way some fans at football games drink beer out of baseball caps that have cup holders that hang on either side of the head.... ... Barron, Yochai Benkler, danah boyd, John Bracken, Sergey Brin, Sarah Brown, Bob Carp, Federica Casarova, Julie Cohen, Paul David, Rex du Pont, Einer ... ...ess business, the outlook for proprietary online services looks increasingly grim. CompuServe has been hemorrhaging 10,000 members a day. Notes to Pag... ...ink/IAD/hspd0705.pdf. CHAPTER 3. CYBERSECURITY AND THE GENERATIVE DILEMMA 1. Bob Sullivan, Remembering the Net Crash of ’88, MSNBC., Nov. 1, 1998, ... ... 14, 2007, http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6752853.stm. 56. Posting of Bob Sullivan to The Red Tape Chronicles, Is Your Computer a Criminal?, ht...
...en rid of just at a jump, and I knew that when it came to stripping off that bob tailed iron petticoat I should be embarrassed. With the storm came a... ... hundred years. The first thing we struck that day was a procession of pil grims. It was not going our way, but we joined it, neverthe less; for i... ...the date was now arriving for their first public effort. This experiment was baseball. In order to give the thing vogue from the start, and place it o... ...ed a charged wire with his sword and been elected. We had brief intervals of grim stillness, interrupted with piteous regularity by the clash made by ...
... He was earnest about these objects. They were of eternal importance, like baseball or the Republican Party. They included a fountain pen and a silver... ... he ignored the next two blocks, decayed blocks not yet reclaimed from the grime and shabbiness of the Zenith of 1885. While he was passing the five-a... ...ion. It has an active and smoke-misted billiard room, it is represented by baseball and football teams, and in the pool and the gymnasium a tenth of t... ...the interest on mortgages too low; that Babe Ruth, the emi- nent player of baseball, was a noble man; and that “those two nuts at the Climax Vaudevill... ...f beer-dregs, threw a spell of inanition over Babbitt. The bartender moved grimly toward the crowd of two men. Babbitt followed him as delicately as a... ...ng!” Men in black sateen shirts, their faces new-washed but with a hint of grime under their eyes, were loitering on the broad stairs up to the hall. ... ...was simply ossi- fied! What did Gladys say to him?” “Think of the nerve of Bob Bickerstaff trying to get us to come to his house! Say, the nerve of hi...
...in oilskins and a sou’wester. There was blood upon the face of him and the grime of an unclean 11 Frank Norris ship upon his bare hands. It was Wilbu... ...tent-leather boots, still persistent in their gloss and shine, that showed grim incongruity below the vast compass of the oilskin breeches. As Wilbur ... ...snatched him from the solid ground of his accustomed life? He told himself grimly that he was to have a free cruise up the bay, perhaps as far as Alvi... ... men for their watches, just as Wilbur remembered to have chosen sides for baseball during his school days. “Sonny, I’ll choose you; you’re on my watc... ..., what do you think you’re going to do, sonny?” “I’m going to show you the Bob Cook stroke we used in our boat in ’95, when we beat Harvard,” answered...
... shoes. They are parched and cramped, the lines of their hands filled with grime; they go to sleep curled in distorted atti- tudes, heads against the ... ...foun- dations imitating stone. Now the train was passing the elevator, the grim stor- age-tanks for oil, a creamery, a lumber-yard, a stock-yard muddy... ... Tales? Corking yarn! Gosh, the fel- low that wrote it certainly can sling baseball slang!” The others tried to look literary. Harry Haydock offered, ... ...d trampled mud, like lava, filled the pig-pen. The doors of the house were grime-rubbed, the corners and eaves were rusted with rain, and the child wh... ...tions of the city. She had to nag them. They scooted down a long hill on a bob-sled, they upset and got snow down their necks they shrieked that they ... ...petitioned Mrs. Jackson Elder, “Don’t you think we ought to get up another bob-sled party soon?” 92 Main Street “It’s so cold when you get dumped in ... ...e lake to the cottages that moon- lit January night, twenty of them in the bob-sled. They sang “Toy Land” and “Seeing Nelly Home”; they leaped from th... ...l Club with uni- 427 Sinclair Lewis forms of purple and gold. The amateur baseball-team hired a semi-professional pitcher from Des Moines, and made a... ... to make folks observe the Sabbath and arrest these law-breakers that play baseball and go to the movies and all on the Lord’s Day.” Only one thing br...
...eeck. Here, you, pick up all those goddam cigarette butts.” Andrews made a grimace and began collecting the little 15 John Dos Passos grey sordid end... ...ously over the rails. A bitter cold wind blew up through the cracks in the grimy splintered boards of the floor. The men huddled in the corners of the... ...arrying away empty bottles, bringing back full ones, taking the money to a grim old woman with a grey face and eyes like bits of jet, who stared caref... ...vanced into the ward. “Men,” he shouted in the deep roar of one announcing baseball scores, “the war ended at 4:03 A.M. this morning … . The Armistice... ...These oysters are fit for Lucullus.” “Why not say fit for John Andrews and Bob Henslowe, damn it? … Why the ghosts of poor old dead Romans should be ... ...en if I’ve never eaten a lamprey.” “And why should you eat a lamp—chimney, Bob?” came a hoarse voice beside them. Andrews looked up into a round, whit...