Sentences with phrase «screeching around»

Jack runs through this kitchen, screeching around the corners sliding this way and that, we cook and bake here, we spill stuff and make messes, laugh together, hang out by the fireplace and spend so much time living life right here in this space.

This race takes players bumper - to - bumper with three other players screeching around corners, flying over jumps and rushing across busy train tracks.

In Dolby Atmos, any sound — the helicopter, a car screeching around a corner, a melodic bird call — can exist as an independent audio object, free of channel restrictions.

And sure enough, this 5,185 - pound sport / utility vehicle — sorry, sports activity coupe, per BMW marketing — slows just enough for us to screech around a hairpin, where we promptly nail the throttle and let the all - wheel - drive system and torque - vectoring rear differential figure out what to do with 553 lb - ft of torque.

If you are the type of driver that likes to race to red lights, screech around parking lots, and generally be annoying to everyone around you this isn't the car for you.

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At just a week or so old that familiar screeching cry began to echo around our house and Alex was scrunching his little body up into a ball; he was suffering with colic too.

Finish the look by toting around an animal pelt or, perhaps, a plush owl (bonus points if it is a Western screech owl, one of Kennicott's scientific namesakes).

I've had a few surprises in the bathroom when I'm utterly unprepared and end up with a naked poo - butt running around as I screech and try to gain control of the situation... I have heard of mothers using disposable diapers cutting up a second diaper to lay inside the first to create an absorbancy insert.

I dislike listening to music when I am exercising outside, one you miss hearing all the wonderful nature around you and two I feel its dangerous, if someone is yelling or breaks screeching you'll miss it.

I was in 8th grade when I first heard Radiohead and I would run around my grandma's house doing my best impression of Thom Yorke with the new - fangled range I found in my voice all screeches and pops included.

Space ships don't screech when they fly by, explosions happen in silence and things float around unless they're strapped down or held by centrifugal force.

The music screeches, the actors vamp, the knives and weapons and bombs and fireballs fly around the screen.

Only poor Alexander elevates the material, with a kind of quiet dignity that doesn't quite survive a scene in which he stumbles around screeching with an orangutan on his head; the moments he shares with his boys are free of histrionics and false notes.

It's actually somewhat enjoyable when following around the documentary crew (which includes Walsh's filmmaker and Callies» meteorologist), but the movie comes to a screeching halt every time it cuts away to one of the other subplots.

There's nothing quite like the feeling of exhilaration you experience facing off against a screeching behemoth boss character while the crashing and flashing of an electrical storm explode all around you.

Not far into her road trip, she feels pangs of guilt, but before she can turn around and give the money back, she stops at The Bates Motel where she meets uber - polite proprietor Norman and hears his mother screeching from the old dark house next door.

It's played broad, which is to say that everyone acts like they're being defibrillated every five minutes, leading to a lot of high - decibel screeching and running around in circles.

Apart from the realistic engine noises, there are also a variety of other effects such as the screech of tyres going around corners at unbelievable speeds, the sounds of cars colliding at high speed and a variety of other racing sound effects.

After a brilliant opening sequence with Ryan Gosling driving a couple of thieves to safety by NOT running red lights or screeching tires around corners all under the watchful eyes of the police, we then move into a silly story with Gosling as a stunt car driver by day, but escape artist by night.

The thin tyres contribute to the mileage but on the flip side take the Aspire around a corner and you will notice the screeching from the rubber.

The Ignis takes corners well but if you push hard around the corners, the tyres screech.

While Mitred Conures aren't the loudest birds around, they do have the ability to scream and screech, and can be quite vocal upon waking and before bedtime.

Sail through Ulu Temburong National Park — A boat trip through this park takes you through mangrove forests and jungle - flanked hills, monkeys screeching all around.

Gasp at ancient temples and ancient Mayan ruins and the stunning palace at Palenque as rare birds and jungle parrots scream and screech perched high up in the trees, while wild monkeys cry in the humid emerald forests all around you; discover sparkling turquoise water... Continue reading →

After two versions, wildly successful DLC, and obscenely popular Amiibo, Nintendo executives are probably rolling around nude in piles of money on a nightly basis and there's no way in Hell they're going to make that gravy train come to a screeching halt.

I love Jim and how he takes such delight in rocking the boat and deliberately crossing the line while dancing around on the other side of it just to relish in the reactionary shrill screeches that are oh so easy to get.

Like a freewheeling, hill - jumping taxi careening around the bend and screeching to a halt outside your very door as the timer runs out, CRAZY TAXI is here — on your Android!

Being stalked around an unfamiliar town, in low visibility, with the screeching sound of his gigantic sword following you is a nightmare that sticks around.

It doesn't skimp on the scares either, with the creatures that chase you around the undersea base emitting terrifying screeches as they stalk the corridors.

Graphically simple paintings on paper of human heads — screeching, wailing, vomiting — radiate suspended from blood - red threads around a maypole, conflating historical circularity (the pole itself recalls the grotesque folk ritual dramatised in The Wicker Man), the theatrics of warfare, and raw human emotion.

It's back to school time, which means that leisurely breakfasts... [cue music] early morning sunshine bathing you through the windows, birds singing their happy tune while you slowly munch through a bowl of cereal, your happy children all around [record screeches and stops]... are over.

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.