Sentences with phrase «rush takes over from»

Not exact matches

I think the most pressing for this draft would be another Edge / speed rusher player to ultimately rotate with OV / potentially take over as the long term piece across from Martin as well as OL.

Many new men to the Russian dating world are amazed at all the beautiful women's profiles, because of what so many men have heard or read in the press they immediately presume the beautiful ladies are ready to marry the first guy that comes along, this is not the case, these Russian women have allot of attention from all over the world and often are in no rush to marry, they like to take their time and be sure of the man they decide to have a relationship with.

They claim the higher scores in Massachusetts and New Jersey result from linking teacher evaluation to student test scores, «tiered intervention» (progressively stronger state control) in schools and giving the education commissioner unprecedented power to take over schools, so we better rush to put those reforms back into Connecticut's education bill, SB24.

The stop - and - go system can take over throttle and brake functions during heavy traffic, keeping the driver from stressing out during rush hour congestion.

The best way to solve problems like these are to take a step back from the game, take a walk and I remember personally going over a puzzles again and again in my head, at school, while laying in bed, when waking up in the morning, until it just clicked, and I would rush back to the PC and try out my solution and the times it did work there was no experience like it, and I have not been able to recreate that magic, until now, thanks to Grim Fandango Remastered.

Though the art is original and not Capcom's own, the labeling over Mega Man and Rush's various parts and function is way too accurate not to have been taken from Capcom's own materials.

The Independent Art Fair returned to Chelsea this year, taking up three floors of Center548 with work from over 40 galleries around the world, offering a markedly fresh take on the busy sales rush of Armory Week in New York.

Speaking about the role she has taken over from Chris Smith, Jowell said she would not be rushed into making any snap decisions about her department.

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.