Sentences with phrase «sometimes years on end»

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Fine explains, «as a former interior designer who never took a business course and didn't know what Ruby on Rails was a year ago, it's sometimes surreal when I hear words like «agile process» come out of my mouth, or the never ending string of VC and MBA terms that we now use to discuss the «health» of the business».

I quite often treat this blog like a diary, so sometimes I'll stray away from talking about my personal finance and share my current thoughts, I'll be excited to go back and read some old post when the years go by, and it will help me reflect on the overall journey that has been experienced, because as great as the end goal of early retirement is, I would imagine the character developed through such a process has more then just monetary value.

In other news, our team seems to be rounding nicely into form, with a productive off - season and several new additions already settling in, there seems to be a renewed sense of confidence in the air... our well - oiled machine has conducted business again early this year, so we can just sit back, kick our feet up and watch all those other suckers scramble to make panic moves in the 11th hour... of course, we need to tie up a few loose ends but our team of savvy negotiators, under the tutelage of our faithful leader, will perform their usual magic with ample time to spare... I have to laugh when I look around the soccer world and see all those teams look upon us with envy and scorn as they struggle to mimic our seemingly infallible business model... thank goodness the powers that be had the foresight and fortitude to resist the temptations of the modern football era... instead of listening to all the experts and simply taking the easy way out by making the necessary improvements on the field and in the front office, we chose the path never traveled... we are truly pioneers in our field... sometimes you just have to have faith in the people that have always conducted themselves in a respectful and honest fashion... most fans aren't so fortunate, they will never know what it's like to follow a team that treats everyone in and around the club as if they were an extended member of the family... all for one I say... so when you wake up this morning, please try not to gloat when you see rival fans pacing back and forth waiting for their respective teams to pull the usual panic buys, just say nothing and be thankful that it isn't you... like I've always said, this is why you stay the course... this is when the real benefits of having someone in charge for over 2 decades really pays off... have a great day fellow Gunners

From school teams to select teams to all - star teams, many players end up playing baseball or softball year - round without getting any rest, sometimes on two or more teams at the same time.

The United States keeps as many as 80,000 prisoners in solitary confinement, sometimes for years or decades on end.

For just over a year, I have spent nearly every Wednesday night and Saturday morning running a warm up pace that makes me overheat, then starting the interval workout which involves me sometimes running slower than the «warm up pace «and watching the lithe people run away from me at incredible speeds, then «slinky - ing «forward while they run back for me on the recovery, watching them sprint away from me some more, and then eventually finding myself labouring up a hill to exit the river valley at the end of the workout to find the group of speedsters waiting to fist pound it out before we run back to the shop at a cool down pace which only makes me sweat even more.

The list of icons making appearances was truly unprecedented: Superman soars twice — once in the «return» and the other as Ben Affleck; Crockett and Tubbs exude cool; Ethan Hunt falls short; Captain Jack Sparrow sets the stage for the finale; Jack Black sometimes wears stretchy pants; Huey Long is resurrected and somehow over-played by Sean Penn; the mass appeal of the DaVinci Code novel fizzled onscreen; Robert Altman's amazing career ended with an excellent adaptation of a radio series starring Garrison Keillor's made for radio face; Johnny Depp tried to untrack his career with The Libertine; Nicolas Cage was front and center in the disastrous remake of The Wicker Man, but if the preview is any indication, his sleep - walk was merely a tune - up for this year's Ghost Rider; Woody Allen (with Scarlett Johansson as his muse) re-emerged with his best comedy since Crimes and Misdemeanors; amazingly, Jen and Vince's real life break - up was more entertaining than the film version; and while on - set hook - ups seem to the norm, how could the dreadful You, Me and Dupree have been an aphrodisiac for Kate and Owen?

It is daunting to spend months and sometimes years toiling over a book manuscript to end up with it on your computer or in a drawer in your desk.

When I started writing A Promise of Fire over five years ago now, there was a good chance this manuscript would end up like my other works of fiction: perhaps unfinished, never seen by anyone but me, definitely never presented to agents or editors and using up space on my hard drive in a folder with a misleading enough name that hopefully no one would ever open it and stumble upon my first (and sometimes hilarious) attempts at writing a novel.

News reports typically focus on short - term gains, sometimes the big winner for the day, then at month - end, quarter - end and year - end.

Beware: Sometimes, a refinance will lower your monthly payments (it's lowering your interest rate) but will extend the term of your loan (i.e., it will make the new loan a 30 - year loan even though you'd already paid down five years on your original loan and only had 25 more to go), which can end up costing you more in the long term.

And third, I've sometimes tracked stocks every single day for literally years on end before buying — how often do you want to hear about them?!

[Not that it's a one - way bet — ironically, the more the US debases the dollar & its finances, the more the dollar may benefit (sometimes for years on end) from the resulting ersatz growth surge.

In the end, you have to accept far dumber investors» performance may surpass yours, sometimes for years on end — so you simply have to ignore that fact!

, 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,

Our experience is that starting a trend in a relatively low point of a slowly fluctuating time series can sometimes lead to findings of statistical significance which don't hold up as the record is further extended (e.g. extended further back in time or new years added on the end).

We've watched over the past few years as the momentum in Congress on patent reform has ebbed and flowed, and sometimes it seems that there's no end in sight.

Sometimes we go on autopilot around the holidays (esp when we r juggling so much) that we end up decorating the SAME WAY EVERY YEAR.