I have had this view of the optimization of the electrode design for a long time. Historically we went through various phases in the work and eventually worked on large sheets - very large sheets - of palladium.
quote by Martin Fleischmann
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Clean white sheets
Clean white sheets upon my bed
cradle my body but not my head.
My head's never cradled. It's too full.
It's too noisy. There is no lull.
I wash them routinely every week.
If I hung them outside the neighbors would speak.
Their words would complement the sight
of clean white sheets I use at night.
But they don't know how I'm awake
and how those sheets never give me a break.
I make the bed up and I think
'If only I could catch a wink.'
I'd praise those sheets on every day
and finally I'd be able to say.
'Clean white sheets upon my bed
you've found a way to cradle my head.'
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Three Sheets To The Wind
Verse 1
Isn't it about time
yes, I've played this part before
I can recall each line
I'll cry out-Don't go
and you turn and walk away
I scream out-what about our yesterdays
knowing inside
this heart is going to break
Chorus
And later on
here I'll be
lonely and blue-three sheets to the wind
Tryin' to wash you out of my head and heart
with another drink
another sad song playin' on the radio
Like Remember When and Three Sheets To The Wind
three sheets to the wind
Verse 2
So you don't have to pretend
honey, it's that same old story-heard it all before
Got all the information I need
facts are so easy to see
Even a blind man would know
it ain't you and I anymore
Chorus
And later on
here I'll be
lonely and blue-three sheets to the wind
Tryin' to wash you out of my head and heart
with another drink
another sad song playin' on the radio
Like Remember When and Three Sheets To The Wind
three sheets to the wind
Verse 3
Well it's okay
had it all figured out
just a matter of time
I'll smile-laugh out loud
go on down to Mexico
lay on the shores
Under that golden sun
and maybe I'll just go on
Chorus
And later on
here I'll be
lonely and blue-three sheets to the wind
Tryin' to wash you out of my head and heart
with another drink
another sad song playin' on the radio
Like Remember When and Three Sheets To The Wind
three sheets to the wind...
poem by Daniel Wittfoth
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I'm pretty selective. I generally edit the contact sheets and then do work prints. Because I have my own lab and printers, I can afford the luxury of going through the contact sheets for black-and-white, making up work prints, seeing them big, and honing them down.
quote by Herb Ritts
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Dirty Sheets, and Secrets
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not to meant to keep.
Violence has no restraints.
A bruise with no complaint.
Women quite quaint.
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
Infidelity, a double cheat has his reasons indeed.
Never quite complete full of envy.
Theirs a tell tale sign jealousy.
He want nothing to do with you.
How many clues, how many?
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
Keep the habit with such evil deeds.
Stealing the sun to buy the moon is just another impossibility.
He says he can't help it,
it taste and feels so sweet.
He has received the treatment.
What good did it do. How many clues, how many.
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
Still you protect him, protect him.
Be done with the dirty sheets.
Some secrets are not meant to keep.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Between The Sheets
CHORUS
What was wrong with you?
What was wrong with me?
We can put it all behind
When we get between the sheets, babe
VERSE 1
Looking down at your face
You know what I'm asking for
Soft and warm in my place
Is it too much to ask for more?
CHORUS
What was wrong with you?
What was wrong with me?
We can put it all behind
When we get between the sheets, babe
What I said to you
What you said to me
We can leave it all behind
When we get between the sheets, babe
VERSE 2
Your sweet lips close to mine
I think it's time to come inside
Now here's your coat to catch the rain, baby
Don't stop until I go insane
CHORUS
What was wrong with you?
What was wrong with me?
We can put it all behind
When we get between the sheets, babe
What I said to you
What you said to me
We can leave it all behind
When we get between the sheets, babe
MIDDLE 8
You don't understand what you do to me each time we kiss
I don't think another love will ever come close to this
Let me breathe the words and make you feel a certain way tonight
Everything you say or do, baby if it's wrong it's right
You don't understand what you do to me each time we kiss
I don't think another love will ever come close to this
Let me breathe the words and make you feel a certain way tonight
Everything you say or do, baby if it's wrong it's right
CHORUS X2
What was wrong with you?
What was wrong with me?
We can put it all behind
When we get between the sheets, babe
What I said to you
What you said to me
We can leave it all behind
When we get between the sheets, babe
song performed by by 411
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Good For Freakin
Take with me a minute to freak!
We can stay together,
In unique-n' freakin'.
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
I love those sheets.
They're good for freakin'.
And when the count is high,
I go-oh!
I feel complete.
When freakin's over.
I roll away,
And to sleep I go-oh!
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
NO!
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ahhh...
I love those sheets.
They're good for freakin'.
And when the count is high,
I go-oh!
I feel complete.
When freakin's over.
I roll away,
And to sleep I go-oh!
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ahhh...
I love those sheets.
They're good for freakin'.
And when the count is high,
I go-oh!
And we don't have to do it under sheets.
NO!
Unless the thread count of those sheets,
Soothes the shriekin'.
I feel complete.
When freakin's over.
I roll away,
And to sleep I go-oh!
I love those sheets.
They're good for freakin'.
And when the count is high,
I go-oh!
Those sheets,
Are good for freakin'
And the count,
Is good for sleepin'.
Those sheets,
Are good for freakin'
And the count,
Is good for sleepin'.
Those sheets,
Are good for freakin'
They're good for freakin'.
Those sheets,
Are good for freakin'
They're good for freakin'.
Those sheets,
Are good for freakin'
They're good for freakin'.
They're good for freakin'.
They're good for freakin'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Brother Once Had A Job
MY BROTHER ONCE HAD A JOB
My brother once had a job
Standing day after day
Before enormous scanning devices
Recording the past for the future.
My brother once had a job
Placing large volumes face down
Page by page to be lit and copied
Digitizing brittle sheets into binary code
My brother once had a job
Operating
Optical character scanners
Capturing every word of every page
My brother once had a job
Where he worked alongside
A Mi’kmaq Indian who believed
They were stealing souls
And when they were finished
That would signify the end of time
My brother once had a job
Where the Mi’kmaq shared his
belief and both of them quit
Before the end of their shift
Before they’d qualified for
Medical and term life figuring
They’d already done so much damage
Why wait around for coverage
poem by Burgess Needle
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Satin Sheets
Chorus:
Satin sheets to lie on
Satin pillows to cry on
Still Im not happy dont you see
Big long cadillacs, tailor maids upon my back
Still I want you to set me free
Ive found another man
Who can give more than you can
Though youve given me everything that money can buy
But your money cant hold me tight
Like he does on a long long night
No, you didnt keep me satisfied
Repeat chorus twice
Tag:
Satin sheets to lie on
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Between The Sheets
Hey, girl, ain't no mystery
At least as far as I can see
I wanna keep you here layin' next to me
Sharin' our love between the sheets
Ooh...baby, baby
I feel your love surrounding me
Whoa...ho...ho...ho...hoo...ooh...baby, baby
Makin' love between the sheets
Ooh, girl, let me hold you tight
And you know I'll make you feel alright
Oh, baby girl, just cling to me and let your mind be free
While makin' love between the sheets
Ooh, girl, I'll love you all night long
And I know you felt it comin' on
Ooh, darlin' just taste my love, ooh you taste so sweet
Sharin' our love between the sheets
Ooh...baby, baby
I feel your love surrounding me
Whoa...ho...ho...ho...ooh...baby, baby
We're makin' love between the sheets
Hey, girl, what's your fantasy
I'll take you there to that ecstasy
Ooh, girl, you blow my mind, I'll always be your freak
Let's make sweet love between the sheets
Ooh...baby, baby
I feel your love surrounding me
Whoa...ho...ho...ho...ooh...baby, baby
Makin' love between the sheets
Ooh...baby, baby
Feel your love surrounding me
Whoa...ho...ho...ho...ooh...baby, baby
Makin' love between the sheets
Enough of the singin', let's make love
In between the sheets
Oh, I like the way you receive me (Receive me, receive me)
Girl, I love the way you relieve me
I'm comin' on, comin' on strong (Comin' on strong)
{Sweet darlin'} In between the sheets
Oh, I like the way you receive me (Receive me, receive me)
Girl, I love the way you relieve me
Comin' on, comin' on strong (Comin' on strong)
{Sweet darlin'} In between
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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We worked with the engineers in the design and construction and testing phases in those various areas, then we would get back together at the end of the week and brief each other as to what had gone on.
quote by Alan Shepard
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White Fear
Poetry wound
and a large schism
starts an invasion.
Numbness pours out.
You become nobody;
depart without a farewell.
A crazy word
is lost and a delirious
search is initiated.
Bit by bit
coexistence is found
between the sheets.
Unwrap the gift;
a live grenade
explodes mouthful.
poem by Satish Verma
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5. The Old Telly
I remember our first TV set
Large box and chunky brown
I remember the man who brought it
And Ariel that sat like a crown
I remember his simple instructions
Switch it off if it starts to get hot
I remember it sat in the corner
With a large tree like plant in a pot
I remember most programs were night-time
And the bulk of those were the news
I remember those nights at the Palladium
When theTiller Girls blew our dads fuse
I remember that most of our viewing
Came from someone they called Emily Moor
I remember the set caused much interest
When our mates all came round for a tour
I remember the black and white test card
Lines in squares with a lower black slot
I remember we watched till it finished
Stayed awake till we’d all seen the do
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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In Love With Someone Else Man
It's thee craziest thought that comes to mind, when I take the time to think about that glass of wine when I'm alone...with him. And he's sneaking behind and lying to you, while he's making love to me to. He's married And! I really can't believe he was hiding that secret from me, that ring, with words saying I do! I thought it was a dream that I could not wake up from. But I didn't give a flying ****because when he's next to me the ring I didn't really care to see, when he and I are between one another sheets. He's married! ! ! ! ! ! Wow I just can't let that go, well i guess ill go with the flow for now. But it shows little here and there who I'm kidding every where in my entire body, mentally, physically theres a disconnect and he's telling me that he's not ****** her when i saw him with my own eyes kissing her neck but tells me he's connected to me, and clearly he's ***** HER under his covers and sheets.
I mat him first, but he proposed to her, and yes that hurts. There's not a day that goes by that I really want to cry, but cant shake off this feeling for this guy, whom I fallen so deeply for when I tried to cut him back he calls me and more. I just want to throw the phone on the floor but I answered it any way with tears falling from my eyes down on my face, I no its a wast of my dam time to listen when he brings up our first time that we were kissing, and that did it! ! ! ! I allowed him to sleep with me in my bed between each others sheets for days, and weeks, and years! ! ! ! But at night I have to fight the feeling that this guy is between the sheets with his wife whom he said I DO to.....In love with someone else's man. Whose really GAY
Sir Clarence of greater.
poem by Clarence Williams
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On The Practice, I get to do what I love to do, and I am making a contribution that will, in the end, help raise social consciousness, dispel some of the myths about being large, and change the way that people view and interact with large people.
quote by Camryn Manheim
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Crispy Sheets
I always like to meet
Under fresh crispy sheets
To feel its coolness against my skin
I get so excited I don't know where to begin
Maybe start by putting my arms around a pillow
Then stretch out and switch on the radio
Roll over and look out of the window
Watch a cloud cross the sun and cast a shadow
Get up, make coffee and go back to bed
Pick up a book that I've just read
Turn a page and then close my eyes
And fall asleep, there's a surprise
Let the quietness drift away my dream
Lying covered in linen sheets of light cream
Only to be woken up by a cat purring in my ear
There's no place I'd rather be than here
Oh wonderful Crispy Sheets
poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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Southerndown South Wales No3
History Writ Large
Like layered cake the tide washes
The crumbled mix of history
Laid down in times that ceased so long ago
Yet stand so resolute for all to see.
Peering through the lens of time
We scan the distant vista with impunity
The cliffs that tower over all the bays
Along this ragged coastline etched in time
We feel the hand of God writ large
Yet most who pass this way see nothing
Nothing but the weathered view
Transient and ephemeral, short lived
But here history was made and carved
In the mind of God and in eternity
Southerndown South Wales
November 2004
No 3 in the Southerndown Trilogy
poem by James Tipp
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Hands
Untouched bed sheets
Oblivion morn
Untouched bed sheets
Spell betrayed
Silence broken mute
Who slept this heart
Who lost this soul
Sleeping in
Untouched bed sheets
A certain shadow
Talks
To tables shelves and dresses
Hanging from the ceiling
Dancing with sounds
Voices heard in the white noise
Screen saved dream
Moving through
Oblivion morn
Corner alone
All you see are
Hands
Touching
Untouched bed sheets
Spell betrayed
Who touched these palms
Who lost these fingers
Sharp veined skin veiled
Amazingly yours
Outstretched for
A dropp of water
A bit of a sound
A fallen leaf…
Anything
Dying in a web of palm lines
Nailed
Knocking at the door
Opening closing to keep the knock within
Spell betrayed
Pulling the strings of the sky
That makes the body move
Soul lost behind sleeping
Untouched bed sheets
Oblivion morn
Inspired by RUKE Darko Rundek
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Mr. Sheets
The Devil stood before the gate
Of Heaven. He had a single mate:
Behind him, in his shadow, slunk
Clay Sheets in a perspiring funk.
'Saint Peter, see this season ticket,'
Said Satan; 'pray undo the wicket.'
The sleepy Saint threw slight regard
Upon the proffered bit of card,
Signed by some clerical dead-beats:
'Admit the bearer and Clay Sheets.'
Peter expanded all his eyes:
''Clay Sheets?'-well, I'll be damned!' he cries.
'Our couches are of golden cloud;
Nothing of earth is here allowed.
I'll let you in,' he added, shedding
On Nick a smile-'but not your bedding.'
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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If You Want Blood You Got It
Its criminal, there ought to be a law
Criminal, and you know what were shootin for
Shouting at the other guy
When his back is turned
Dont know the reason why
Aint it bout time you learn
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter, give my last drop
You want blood, you got it
Wha-ooh
Its animal, livin in the human zoo
Its animal, and I know what you gotta do
Its the curse of the working man
Givin more and gettin less
Doin everything he can, cleaning up the mess
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter, give my last drop
You want blood, you got it
Ooooh (shove it)?
You want blood, you want blood
After you
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks,
Blood in the gutter, give my last drop
You want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
song performed by by AC-DC
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The Assessment
The Assessment
My copy pen fell to the floor I bent down to pick it up
now I feel dizzy. I came to this country, decades ago
to write, many pens have fallen on the floor- although
I do not write with a pen but use a word processor.
A pen is a crutch and to make droll shapes on sheets
of paper; a thousands sheets filled with doodles while
waiting to write something sensible on the processor;
a mad publisher has shown interest in them.
Twenty years feels a very long time, twenty more and
I’ll be ninety bet I will not be able to pick up a pen from
the floor then. Now I wake up in the night and a steady
hum tells me I have wasted my time scrawling, a book
of scribble how is that for an epitaph?
poem by Oskar Hansen
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