Sentences with phrase «out of steam around»

On our second camping trip, I had put our son to bed, and then gone out to hang out with all our friends until I finally ran out of steam around midnight.

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His comments, made to the U.K.'s Daily Mail, came on the same day as a «raft of dismal economic news from around the world, with manufacturing output falling in Britain and Europe, unemployment jumping in the eurozone and America, and fast - emerging economies such as Brazil and China showing signs of running out of steam.»

Yesterday took my frozen loaf out and had it crumbled on a bed of steamed kale with some ranch dressing; it was really good that way, and now I think I'll keep loaf crumbles around for pizza, burritos, salads, etc..

Spread out in a single layer on a wire rack set inside a rimmed baking sheet (this lets heat circulate all around and helps the mushrooms crisp instead of steam).

Get your beans out of the steamer basket and swirl them around the olive oil infused with garlic for a few minutes.

Once your onions are brown, add the pumpkin and steamed kale into the pan (squeeze excess water out of the kale first), and toss around with a little salt and pepper to taste.

With 5:22 left in the second quarter, Vrabel steamed around Panthers left tackle Todd Steussie and chopped the ball out of Delhomme's hand.

You'll get around 7 to 10 minutes of continuous use each time you fill it up, and the steamer even has an automatic shut - off function if it gets too hot or runs out of water.

It's normal to start to fatigue around the 4th round, or to run out of steam towards the end.

By the time the frenetic and excessive demolition derby finale rolls around, however, Grand Theft Auto has cemented its place as a passable debut that runs out of steam long before it reaches its crowd - pleasing conclusion.

It does get moving pretty well, but it also tends to run out of steam quickly — around 30 mph.

The four - cylinder pulls strongly from around 1,500 - 4,000 rpm, but it also runs out of steam as we push it higher in the rev range.

But it really starts to scoot at around 3,200 rpm, and after that, it's not long until you hit redline and run out of steam.

It's a time to let off steam and have some fun, to run around and act crazy, but it is important that play time does not get out of hand and that the humans are not sending out the wrong types of signals to their dogs.

The Inchanga Choo Choo is a steam train named Wesley that has been around since the 1930's and now has the wonderful task of steaming to life on the last Sunday of each month and transporting passengers on a round trip from Kloof to Inchanga... There is something relaxing about sitting back while listening to the clackety - clack of the train while gazing out at the beautiful scenery and rural scenes that make up the Valley of 1000 Hills.

Venture out for a tasting of Cowra Wines at a nearby outlet, swim in the pool, play a game of tennis, walk or bike around the vineyards, play a round of golf next door, visit the Japanese Garden, take a ride on a steam train or just relax and enjoy the view.

Candleman actually came out for the Xbox One around this time last year, and because of its strong reception in that platform, Spotlightor Games has decided to roll it out the PCs via Steam at the end of this month.

Anna Sweet of Valve had this to say about the upcoming titles: «The Steam community rallied around these titles and made them the clear choice for the first set of titles to launch out of Greenlight... Since launch, hundreds of titles have been submitted, with more coming every day.

The Alpha will include much of the core game play that the game is built around, and players will be able to explore the open world, work through the story, and try out some cool game features ranging from secret dungeons to massive vehicle battles between steam - mechs and fantasy beasts.

Sony's controller is now even more appealing as a PC gamepad, and if you already have one lying around, you can experience a lot of the Steam Controller's unique customization options without shelling out for another peripheral.

Some scoffed at Nintendo for taking Mario back to his Galaxy a second time around, saying that the publisher was finally running out of steam.

But there's always a bunch of wasted radiation around the outside; there's still enough light to heat to 200 — 300 C, not enough for chemistry but plenty to evaporate water to steam,» Lapp pointed out.

The folks at iFixit got their hands on one of the 300 Steam Machine consoles Valve has sent around, and as expected they cracked into its shell, finding out what lies beneath.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.