Word: bathrooms
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...noticed), confided details of his marital life that I really didn't want to know. It was as if his internal censor had gone to sleep. And he began to lose his mind. He was convinced that city workmen were partying at night in his bathroom, that preachers were stepping out of the TV to say prayers with him in person, that a child had fallen behind the bed and was crying...
...took him home and detoxed him. Getting him in and out of the tub alone was a nightmare. He got up for the bathroom every hour all night long for two nights. By Day Three I was a sobbing mess. I hired a 24-hour "helper" to get him back on his feet and let me return to work. My dad was atrophying, physically and mentally, before my eyes. I put him in a rehabilitation facility. They did their best but were short staffed. His doctors wanted to put him on the harshest psychotropic drugs available. When several nurses warned...
...better." Manners are deception by another name. The same is true of politics. We say we want politicians to give us the unvarnished truth, but at the end of the day we really don't want to hear a detailed history of a candidate's bathroom coke snorts any more than, say, Iowans want to hear that subsidizing ethanol is a dubious use of government money (something that even self-styled truth tellers like Bill Bradley can't bring themselves...
Call it commodity chic. Marketers of watches and desk chairs, lawn sets and household tools are courting the world's top artists in a bid to make design a critical selling point. Like Graves, architect Philippe Starck is busy putting his mark of conceptual brilliance on a lineup of bathroom fixtures, from sinks to urinals, for the German company Duravit. And designer Marc Newson, 35, has done kitchen accessories for Italy's upscale Alessi, a bicycle for Denmark's Biomega, and the bar at Andre Balazs' new Standard Hotel in Los Angeles--in addition to a car for Ford...
...lobbyist, should one exist, generate some sympathetic press and maybe get a website ihatecellphones.com is still available). Next we launch a campaign for designated no-cell-phone areas in public places. That's right, put all the cell shouters at tables in the back of the restaurant, near the bathroom or kitchen, where they can sit alone and chatter, gesturing wildly, as if the party to whom they are speaking could see them. Later, after they get good and comfortable with their status as pariahs--instead of power guys--we simply designate all public places no-cell-phone areas. That...