Finally, I was sat up to see the result, and it was me, all right, looking pale and somewhat skinnier, the eyes perhaps too importunate, a new loose fold of flesh under the chin, Howard Wakefield redux, a man of the system.
This past Saturday I sat down to catch up on some work while my two-year-old napped.
When I sat down to write up the results I had no idea that they might have quite such an impact.
And as I sat on the stairwell looking up at her, I realized that this was not the end of me, but rather the beginning of me.
One night as Churchill's "bear season" was gearing up, I sat down with Kevin Burke, a man who has lived with polar bears all his life, as both a Churchill native and a ranger in the deep bush country.
My mobile rang, I answered, distracted, then sat up straight.
Aside from these feeling states, I remember that my desk faced my bookcase and that Getting to Yes sat there until the day I packed my books up to take to another firm, where it would sit unread for even more years.
Later, when my parents had come home and neighbors began to troop in to say ndo sorry and to snap their fingers and heave their shoulders up and down, I sat alone in my room upstairs and realized what the queasiness in my gut was: Nnamabia had done it, I knew.
It snowed almost every day for the next four months, while I sat on the couch and watched it pile up.
For another minute I sat on the chair in the hallway, then stood up and walked slowly toward her room.
So I sat down with a cup of Starbucks coffee, called up The Crystal Ball and set to work.
The experience has left me with such varied impressions that, when I sat down to craft remarks, I struggled to come up with something definitive.
Look, the kitchen table I grew up in Claymont, Delaware, no one sat around and was able to make a distinction between, if that existed at the time, between bailing out the banks, TARP, between a funding program that was designed called the America Recovery and Reinvestment Act.
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Far more interesting was a nugget that Showalter offered up about Jeter a couple of months ago, when I sat down with him for an interview for an article about his upcoming challenge of turning the Orioles around (The New Oriole Way).
One afternoon, I sat sketching on the porch, my feet balanced on a rung of the wooden ladder leading up to the house.
Last month, I sat down with Victor Tseng, the Global head of Investor Relations, as well as Kaiser Kuo who heads up International Communications for the company.
Our soundman carefully set up the microphone stand to the side of the altar, facing the choir of nuns (as I sat in the back happily humming "Climb Every Mountain").
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