Sentences with phrase «looks on that end of the floor»

Not exact matches

Aston Villa youngster Jack Grealish is currently enjoying his end of season break — perhaps too much — after being snapped unconscious on the floor following what looks to have been a heavy night of drinking on holiday in Tenerife.

Below, we will examine the matchups on both ends of the floor, look at trends, interesting nuggets and sharp action and provide our experts» favorite bets on Saturday's games.

Below, we will examine the matchups on both ends of the floor, look at trends, interesting nuggets and sharp action.

We will examine the matchups on both ends of the floor, look at trends, interesting nuggets and sharp action, and provide our experts» favorite bets.

By opening and closing different windows on different floors, they were able to manipulate airflow to make it look as if the fire had started at a wide range of spots, even the opposite end of the room from where it actually began.

Even the likes of Gary Oldman, Viggo Mortensen and Mickey Rourke ended up on the cutting - room - floor and not getting a look - in with the impressive ensemble of actors.

Indeed, the film sounds (and looks) great, but I'm sure I speak for all fans of the film that I would sacrifice a little sound and picture to catch a glimpse of what ended up on the cutting room floor.

We don't deny that it looks a little evil, but a lot of its looks will end up on the styling studio floor before a production version arrives.

I looked down reflexively and noticed that Herma had somehow come to be standing on the floor pedal that raised the head end of the table.

At the end of every one of these events, there is a scene that looks like the floor of the New York Stock Exchange on the busiest day of the year.

Note that Singapore will begin refreshing the Suites Class product at the end of 2017 / early 2018 so you'll want to look if your Suites Class has 12 Suites on the 1st floor of the plane or 6 on the Upper Deck.

Ananta Legian Hotel is located on Legians Jalan Werkudara, which is huddled away off the Jalan Arjuna main beach street.While not a beachfront hotel, Ananta Legian is only a short stroll away to the coastline, particularly Legians Double Six Beach (also referred to as Blue Ocean Beach) that is right at the end of the road.This strip is also shared by some of the areas great international restaurants, laid - back cafes and lively nightlife spots.The Ananta Legian Hotel comprises a cool collection of guestrooms and suites on five levels overlooking a centrepiece pool.The Deluxe Rooms are neat and available in double and twin bed configurations, and for those looking for direct pool access can opt for one of the Deluxe Pool Access rooms on the ground floor.

The complexity of trying to navigate on the ground give the user a feeling of complete confusion (Or me at least) and it ends up looking like 2 dangerous dudes / ladies hugging it out on the floor.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

From the outside, it looks like a series of sleek grey rectangles — punctuated by floor - to - ceiling windows — stacked on top of each other, which converge on one end and fork out on the opposing side.

A trader looks up at charts on his screen just before the end of trading for the day on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange, November 18, 2013.

particularly look at the noses on the end two series of flooring....