Word: blottered
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...News on the lobster shift. He covered everything from wars to murder trials but eventually settled down to sportswriting, encouraged by Hearst Columnist Damon Runyon. A chunky bachelor, Cannon wrote mainly about big-league sport. He also recounted debates of bettors and bums like Two Head Charlie and The Blotter as they examined life's ironies after midnight on the side streets off Broadway. In columns beginning "Nobody Asked Me But . . ." he offered such offbeat aphorisms as "Nothing improves an actress's diction more than marrying money...
...some friends take your sister's bike? They strip it and sell the parts. Where does your loyalty lie?" In the age of rip-off and radical capitalism, such a dilemma is not uncommon. In reply, the Handbook, unfortunately, takes the tone of Pollyanna rather than the police blotter. It counsels, "Just remember to look at both sides. Listen carefully to the arguments and then do what you believe to be right...
...devotee of detective fiction knows, the most famous police station in the country is Author Ed McBain's 87th Precinct, where the cops are gruff, sentimental and occasionally fallible, but almost always good at their jobs. Fuzz is based on a blotter full of their exploits, but if the boys at the 87th ever see it, they'll have an open and shut case of criminal impersonation on their hands...
...bent on making it big, 73-year-old Floyd Dewey Gottwald of Richmond, Va., has been running up a remarkable record of swift starts and fast fades. In the early 1940s he turned a little paper company into the world's largest producer of blotting paper; then the blotter market rapidly dried up as the ballpoint pen caught on. Next, Gottwald converted his company into a maker of thick, waterproof paper bags for packaging fertilizer and chemicals, only to see that market crumble when plastic-lined bags came out. In 1962, with his two sons, Gottwald bought Ethyl Corp...
Puffy. To trial goers who expected a flamboyant superspy, Douglas proved to be something of a disappointment. Dressed in a gray business suit, he looked pallid and puffy. He spoke his testimony in a low, dispassionate monotone, using the stilted phraseology of a police blotter. Douglas' flat presentation, though, belied his importance to the case...