Not exact matches
Riding the publicity
wave of Brittany Maynard, a young woman who suffered
much and became the human
face of the death - with - dignity movement, they have redefined compassion as respect for a patient's autonomous determination of the time, location, and method of death.
This interaction may occur anywhere in the ocean, in particular in regions where surface - gravity
waves interact as they reflect from continental shelf breaks, where the deep - sea suddenly
faces a
much shallower shoreline.
If you've only been out with great guys (I'm jealous, first of all) you won't have
much of a b.s meter at all, and you won't know how to protect yourself and detect it when a man is
waving a bright red flag in your pretty
face.
Stepping outside and
facing the huge
wave of what's still to come can have you feeling like it's all just too
much.
As a short boarder, low tide is probably my favorite time to rip Guiones, as the
waves have
much steeper
faces when there's less water.
Anyway, everything was pretty
much perfect - the pristine beauty of this country alone is reason enough to visit - the beaches, the
waves, the countryside, and the good vibes and smiling
faces everywhere!
Right now at 6.00 AM the sun is just starting to poke it's
face over the eastern horizon and I'm pretty sure the
waves are going to be pretty
much the same size as yesterday, small but fun.
Beachbreaks tend to be
much stronger and faster and very difficult for beginners to judge whether to go right or left and to get up fast enough to ride the
face of the
wave instead of the whitewater.
It's still fun to play through the main campaign however, as the gameplay is still very solid even though it plays pretty
much the same as other CoD games, with players running about chaotic battlefields and taking out tons of enemy soldiers while completing objectives, such as capturing a base, holding a position and
facing off against
waves of enemies, avoiding snipers, destroying enemy equipment, and more.
When the door closed behind me at the Real Fine Arts gallery in Greenpoint last Sunday afternoon, it was completely pitch black — so black, in fact, that it was impossible to see my hand when I
waved it in front of my
face,
much less the two gentlemen I had seen when one opened the door to let me inside.
After the great earthquake in Chile last year, I noted the seismic challenge
facing the Pacific Northwest,
much of which
faces the same threat — both from shaking and
waves — manifested in Japan:
It may suggest — but quasi standing
waves in the spatio - temporal chaos of the Earth flow field is pretty
much in your
face.
Such attribution has as
much scientific credibility as fitting an exponential to a segment of the forward
face of a shoaling random
wave.