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C Note

"C note" is an expression in American English that means a US$100 bill.

How It's Used

“Following several years of collecting I finally had to mount flying buttresses on my humble ranch house just to support the ceiling joists, which moaned at the butter melters, fry pans, sauce pans, sauté pans, Windsor pans, casseroles, stock pots, and griddles I had accumulated. Then came the day I dropped two C notes on a French potato pot. My family got together and applied some tough love, slipping in while I was at Williams-Sonoma and taking it all away, leaving me with nothing but my great-grandmother’s 12-inch cast-iron skillet.”

“This makes the experience of attending this production, which has been a huge hit in London and is based on the rather cheesy movie musical of the same title from 1968, like hanging out for two and a half hours at the Times Square branch of Toys 'R' Us, a convenient two blocks from the theater. Since orchestra seats for 'Chitty' cost a C note, doing show and store in the same day is not recommended except for the rich and reckless.”

"On Monday, the Treasury started making all of its marketable securities available to the public in 'minimum and multiple amounts of $100.' For roughly the last decade, the threshold has been $1,000.

"The change is significant because it means consumers can buy Treasurys for a C-note, making these securities affordable for the masses. It also puts Treasurys on the level of savings bonds and gives consumers new and different low-cost options."

"How many eyeballs can you reliably count on to see your work during the show? According to Artomatic honcho George Koch, a whopping 52,500 people visited this year's roundup of roughly 800 area visual artists in the NoMa, or north of Massachusetts Avenue, neighborhood in Northeast. Like that one, the 2009 show should also include live bands, along with a host of other performances.

"The criteria for entry are easy: Scrape together one C-note, give or take (the exact registration fee is to be determined). Other than that, there's no aesthetic gatekeeper. Which means that, yes, you'll be hanging with the sublime and the ridiculous."

"The art on the cover of the extended-play record included a photograph of Mr. Keithley's girlfriend on a stretcher, a sheet pulled over her head, leaving only her toes exposed. The reverse side featured a photo of the band with their noms de punk—Randy Rampage, Chuck Biscuits and Joey Xhead (he crossed out his vulgar scatalogical nickname, suspecting the record otherwise would not be stocked by stores)—and a list of the tracks: Royal Police, Woke Up Screaming, Nazi Training Camp, and, doing double-duty as the EP title, Disco Sucks.

"It had all the graphic elegance of a ransom note cut-and-paste by glue-sniffing monkeys.

"You'd be lucky today to find a copy for anything less than a cool C-note."

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