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Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen, for example, have set the gold standard for the tween media package. Now 17, the twins are worth an estimated $150 million each, making their story seem more like a business school case study than a fairytale. Having begun their career at the ripe old age of nine months as the character Michelle on the sitcom “Full House,” Mary Kate and Ashley have developed a “brand consciousness” that compares to Barbie in terms of their name recognition...
...understand). Critics point to parallels in the natural world to explain what happens when life becomes too dependent on a single source. "The Irish potato famine killed a country. The boll weevil killed an economy," Geer said. "It is self-evident that the desktops of the world are clones ripe for the slaughter"--unless they are Macs or run the open-source Linux software, both underdogs that hackers are less likely to subvert. The latter's ability to be guarded and upgraded on the fly by a universe of programmers offers some protection against the megaviruses. Linux's tamper resistance...
...October. A hint of mist in the damp air, a rustle from the trees as they shed their leaves in nature's annual striptease and, everywhere you look, ripe, corrugated pumpkins, waiting to be turned into something delicious by a touch of nutmeg and a hot oven. Except that the mist comes from dry ice stuck in a grinning skull, the whisper in the trees from nylon ghosts hung in the boughs, and the pumpkin, made of bilious orange plastic, has a gizmo inside that groans "Whoooooooo ..." as you walk past. Halloween is upon us again...
...October. A hint of mist in the damp air, a rustle from the trees as they shed their leaves in nature's annual striptease and, everywhere you look, ripe, corrugated pumpkins, waiting to be turned into something delicious by a touch of nutmeg and a hot oven. Except that the mist comes from dry ice stuck in a grinning skull, the whisper in the trees from nylon ghosts hung in the boughs, and the pumpkin, made of bilious orange plastic, has a gizmo inside that groans "Whoooooooo ..." as you walk past. Halloween is upon us again...
Like a prime Sturges comedy, this one has plenty of ripe character parts. Cedric the Entertainer is a private eye who's all tenacity, no tact ("You want tact, call a tactician"). Paul Adelstein serves nobly as the comic foil; Geoffrey Rush as a blithe, then ferocious cuckold; Julia Duffy as a rich divorce; Jonathan Hadary as a purring aristocrat-for-hire; Irwin Keyes as a hit man with a deadly wheeze...