He loves watching
them signing about a fish and wishes.
Not exact matches
The Giants have
about $ 5 mil in cap room and I suspect they have bigger
fish to fry than
signing Dez Bryant.
There is no doubt that Bale needs to get the hell out of Real if he ever wants to be the kind of player he once was... this isn't to suggest that he his skills have diminished, he simply isn't the fiery, determined and aggressive player that struck fear in the hearts of his opponents... the small
fish in a big pond just doesn't fit his profile... I can't even remember the last player I've seen who has become so invisible on the big stage (maybe Pogba last year)... maybe it's a case of culture shock or maybe he wasn't able to handle the notoriety that invariably came with his big money
signing, but regardless of how it happened this guy is a shadow of his former self... although I doubt he would ever come to a team in such disarray, he could quite easily fill the shoes of Sanchez, who ironically was in a similar predicament in Barcelona, as Bale would return to his favoured left side and would be given the same freedoms that have allowed Sanchez to flourish... ultimately I think the cache of wearing a Real jersey and competing for the top trophies would be too difficult to give up for a wannabe club run by suits who care little
about those kinds of accolades
After 20 years of discussion, Syracuse and Onondaga County officials have finally installed
signs along Onondaga Lake warning anglers
about eating
fish from the polluted lake.
The game does a good job of integrating the learning component, since you get a brief educational bit
about each nasty tool that eventually does in your brave
fish, and you're also encouraged to
sign on to an email petition (hello, list - building).
Local environmental activists are putting pressure on Onondaga County to change advisory
signs about eating
fish caught in Onondaga Lake.
The county still plans to put up its
signs at
fishing sites along the lake, though, although Glazier said more needs to be done to directly educate refugees
about restrictions on eating contaminated
fish from the lake.
The city's
signs give a much stronger message
about the dangers of eating the
fish than the county's
signs.
Small
signs of recovery and arrival of new baby coral and
fish have left scientists somewhat upbeat
about prospects of coral recovery following major bleaching last year
Unlike Date 1, where I had seen Normal
Fish's profile photo on Plenty of
Fish, this time all I knew
about Towts was his first name, and the fact that when we arranged to meet up, he had suggested he could make a
sign proclaiming he was my Date Number Two, so that I could recognise him!
Dating Sites For Walkers Then, in January last year, the victim
signed up to Plenty of
Fish, an online... We've talked
about how to find the right site for you, but this week we're looking at five of the best, based on nominations from you, the Lifehacker community.
And so, casting my age - old aspersions
about online dating aside,
about six months ago, I finally
signed up for online dating... More precisely, the infamous «Plenty of
Fish»....
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Around this time, he
signed up for two online dating sites: Match.com, a paid site, because he'd seen the TV ads; and Plenty of
Fish, a free site he'd heard
about around town.
Then, in January last year, the victim
signed up to Plenty of
Fish, an online... We've talked
about how to find the right site for you, but this week we're looking at five of the best, based on nominations from you, the Lifehacker community.
So you've
signed up for an online dating site like Plenty of
Fish or Match, and you need help getting some hot dates... well One of the hardest parts
about online dating is the opening message.
Variety reports Scodelario has added another to the list,
signing on to replace Rooney Mara as the lead Emanuel and the Truth
About Fishes.
Navigate your way past the jumble of jukungs and other
fishing boats and carry on for
about 500 metres until you see
signs for the bio-rock project.
, 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,
Once we made it to the southern part of Louisiana,
about an hour into the trip, we started to see
signs advertising small shops closed due dwindling
fish supplies and others pleading with the government and BP to help them feed their children.