A pair of Blue Noses on the next bench glared their disapproval at Evie’s knee-length dress. Evie decided to give them a real show. She hiked her skirt and, humming jauntily, rolled down her stockings, exposing her legs. It had the desired effect on the Blue Noses, who moved down the platform, clucking about the “disgrace of the young. ” She would not miss this place.
I do disguises for different reasons. I like to study people - be like the fly on the wall. Even if it's two old ladies sitting on a bench or some kids on a swing. Because I don't know what it's like to fit in an everyday life situation.
For me, being a starter doesn't matter. Of course, I'd like to be in at the end of the game, to be a big part of the team, and to play as many minutes as I can play. But starting and coming off the bench are two different challenges.
I like that Sarah Palin. She looks like the flight attendant who won't give you a second can of Pepsi. . . She looks like the nurse who weighs you and then makes you sit alone in your underwear for 20 minutes. . . She looks like a real estate agent whose picture you see on the bus stop bench. . . She looks like the hygienist who makes you feel guilty about not flossing. . . She looks like the relieved mom in a Tide commercial.
There is no better coach than the bench.
The regular course of studies, the years of academical and professional education, have not yielded me better facts than some idle books under the bench at the Latin School.
It's frustrating at times when you think you've earned a chance to play on the field and you're over there sitting on the bench. That's not the kind of player I am. I'm the kind of player who wants to be out there on the field and needs to contribute every minute of every game.
The arresting officer, who I had literally known, all my life. You know what I mean? This guy lived four doors down the street me, in a town of less than four hundred people. *We've met. * Now, he takes me to jail, and he asks me if I have any aliases. And I was just being a smartass, and I said, "Yeah. They call me, "Tater Salad!" Seventeen years later, I'm handcuffed on a bench in New York with blood coming out of my nose, and this cop goes, "Are you Ron 'Tater Salad' White?"
The model for an NHL without fighting is right there in front of us. The [playoffs are] the time of year that fans love best; when the best hockey is played. . . [The] enforcers don't play. Even mini-enforcers. . . remain on the bench. Teams and coaches can't afford anything stupid and unpredictable. . . With no one to fight back for them, players go harder into the corners, more determinedly to the front of the net. If they want to fire up the crowd and their teammates, they have to do it themselves. And in the playoffs, they do.
If that were a winning argument, Donald Trump could get anybody off the bench on his cases by just something deeply offensive based on their background.
Presidential power was overruled by the high bench in July 1974, when President Nixon was ordered to turn over some audio tapes of his White House conversations, including the 'smoking gun' tape of June 23, 1972, that revealing the Watergate cover up.
I think it's important to bring somebody from outside the system, the judicial system, somebody that hasn't been on the bench and, therefore, there's not a lot of opinions for people to look at.
I would never have thought I was capable of sitting on the bench as the number two man. And it showed me that you can really achieve everything in life, even the unthinkable, as long as you're willing to work on yourself a little bit.
If a player's not doing the things he should, put him on the bench. He'll come around.
I think racial profiling is wrong. It cannot be defended. It's just flat wrong. And if a matter came before me, and it could be established that the arrest was made strictly on racial profiling, when I was on the bench, it would be gone.
There were crimson roses on the bench; they looked like splashes of blood.
Grass is growing on the Front Bench.
If you are quiet on the bench you will just get swallowed up. It is like a mosh pit.
I'm hoping for a bench clearing brawl during the warm up so I can go out and grab his stick.
You can't get rich sitting on the bench.