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...didn't look me in the eye. I took a sip from the glass (which he had forgotten to salt) and tasted a cloyingly sweet dross. He had clearly added "Applebee's signature margarita mix," after all, and I couldn't stomach it. I ordered a vodka martini instead. The martini was watery, but I was too embarrassed to order a third drink, so I struggled through sobriety. I was beginning to hate Applebee...
...should have run. Instead, Grofield winds up in this first-rate hard-boiled mystery by Richard Stark (also known to aficionados of the genre by his real name, Donald E. Westlake), which reads like Raymond Chandler with a dark literary whisper--as faint as the vermouth in a martini--of Cormac McCarthy...
...responses to the magazine's initial mailing. We were solemnly informed that all the responses had been donated to the Kinsey Institute (they're still there). Some of these scrawled missives have the puckish tone of work from the magazine's junior staff after a three-martini-lunch; but, true or fabricated, they're nonetheless instructive. A few examples...
...small but growing movement in corporate America to address the consequences of a nation of sleep-deprived workers. Longer commutes, midnight e-mails and a global economy that requires work over many time zones have made a solid eight hours of sleep as rare as a three-martini lunch. According to the National Sleep Foundation, sleep deprivation costs U.S. business more than $100 billion a year in lost productivity and damage to workers' health and safety. An estimated 80,000 drivers a day, for example, doze off while behind the wheel. And supporting those exhausted legions creates even more...
Vince Camden is 36, single, broad shouldered and thin, like a martini glass. He has made a new life for himself in Spokane, Wash.--where he has been stashed by the FBI's witness-protection program--running a doughnut shop and selling weed and credit-card numbers on the side. His contact in the Spokane Police Department assures him that the mobsters he ratted out back East are all dead or dying and don't care about him anymore. So why is there a contract killer in town looking to put a bullet through his eye? Camden will eventually...