exurbanite

It looked as if some exurbanite had brought his trash and tossed it to avoid paying local dump charges.

Like the exurbanite said to the gardener: "I don't want you to work hard just take big shovelfuls and lots of 'em per minute."'

In the view of this exurbanite suddenly turned gamekeeper, the squirrels seem oversexed; as a matter of fact, so is the protagonist when opportunities arise to escape his routine existence.

From sidewalk chats with newcomers, and from the restaurants, shops and theaters that are catering to the tastes and wallets of the exurbanite influx, these residents realize that their lives, too, are changing.

While there is no new thrill to obtaining tickets to a big Broadway play or eating in a three-star restaurant - for those pleasures are available to any exurbanite with time and money - I feel validated again to be receiving invitations to sample sales and play readings on the Lower East Side.

Why guess when you can measure what words will be most persuasive to the middle-class exurbanite voter marching on the StairMaster (watching, no doubt, the Republican ad that the Bush campaign placed on the closed-circuit gym channel after realizing that its voters were no longer at home watching the network news)?