Word: dusted
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...great Cheryl Mendelson debate, I'll gladly take Ms. Mendelson's side; dust mites of the world, beware. Mendelson's 884-page reference book Home Comforts: The Art and Science of Keeping House, published by Scribner last November, is in its eighth printing. There are 180,000 copies of it loose in the world, and readers, mostly women, are torn. Many find it a handy, even revolutionary guide to household tasks our mothers never taught us, while others see it as antifeminist, barefoot-in-the-kitchen propaganda, gleefully pointing out that Mendelson recommends cleaning the kitchen floor...
...until the end, Bill Bradley insisted he would surprise people on Tuesday. But as the dust settled, everybody was surprised by the size of Al Gore's blowout victory over the former U.S. senator from New Jersey. Projections revealed a clean sweep for Gore among the 13 Super Tuesday states, including delegate-rich California, New York and Ohio, and a surprisingly large margin in Missouri, where Bradley was born and raised...
...sport speaks as a metaphor for the American idyll. Professor of History William E. Gienapp teaches a course on the subject and surely has more to say about it than me, but it seems to me the American story in miniature. Mixing the dust of the base-paths with the grass of the outfield might just conjure up some sort of urban farm, where instead of rotten apples hit with a stick we have formalized it to a cork-and-rubber ball and perfectly-honed bats...
...choice two, for there would be more diversions to come. This issue proves our commitment to fun and games for the whole family. Take on professors for a rousing round of Trivial Pursuit, play the slots at Foxwoods and bet the rest of your cash money at the racetrack. Dust off that hobbyhorse, limber up and get ready for FM playtime...
...pokes him in the eye. Moss laughs. "He doesn't want to eat. He's too little," she says. "He's just practicing." After a few minutes, a 10-year-old female elephant walks toward us. She plops in front of the car and uses her trunk to hurl dust over her back. Crossing her back legs, she leans forward as if to kneel. Her tusks dig into the ground, and she extends one of her back legs behind her. "Oh, totally ridiculous," observes Moss. "She's feeling silly and wants to play, but there's no one to play...