Word: bloodshot
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...middle-aged blue eyes, already a bit too bloodshot for this early in the night, followed my hand as it pulled out the reporter's pad, and then narrowed. "Hey, pal, no quotes, okay? We're all friends here tonight." A simian arm wrapped around my shoulders and pulled me into a fraternal hug; the buddy offered to buy me a drink, accepted my refusal as more sincere than I intended it, and vanished into the crowd. Not quite friends...
...Dangerfield, I've, uh, always been one of your biggest fans, ever since you winked your first bloodshot eye in the general direction of a network camera. When I found out that you had been named Harvard's 1978 Class Day Speaker, I felt it was my solemn duty to immediately make the pilgrimage down to New York to your prestigious East Side night club so I could catch your act in person and offer my personal congratulations...
...near Mariposa with his dredge. On the family's pontoon raft, his wife Joanne painstakingly watched the discharge for the sight of gold. Suddenly she squealed with joy and tumbled overboard in her excitement, but not before she had grabbed an ounce of gold in her fist. His bloodshot eyes glistening, Manion later reckoned that the day's haul, which included a few more nuggets, was worth about $200. Good, but not good enough. Said he: "I'm still looking for that glory hole and the nugget that takes two hands to hold...
...opera and camouflage the weak ones. Russlan may have its dull moments, but they were hard to detect at Boston's Orpheum Theater, the shabby old moviehouse that currently shelters Sarah and her troupe. Fire belched from a dragon's mouth. A huge severed head blinked a bloodshot eye and sang. Horses flew. So did a witch on a broomstick. So did Russlan and an evil magician, dueling madly away above a castle. How Caldwell managed all that (the stage at the Orpheum is only 26 feet deep and has no wing space to speak...
...Murrow mistreated by the network in the last years of his life? Robert Metz, in Reflections in a Bloodshot Eye, wrote at some length...