Quotes About Parked

Others may prefer mindless entertainment, but on Sunday nights, you'll find me parked right in front of my television, munching popcorn and improving my intellect by watching 'Masterpiece Classic.'

I'm not disabled I am parked in transition

Thousands of graveyards were parked in rows like cars.

The smell of fresh air made Kate's eyes sting. She looked up. The pole lights were on. The sun was sinking like a stone. Maggie asked, "Where's your car parked?

I'm from Jerz, the home of: "I could've swore I parked my car right here!"

Corsetti pulled up and parked on 52nd Street in front of an apartment near the river. He put the cop light on top of the cruiser. "Keep the fucking traffic buzzards from hauling it off to the tow lot," he said.

See that car?' It was Welch's, parked slightly nearer one kerb than the other

The two cars drove to the Morton farm, about a mile outside Bayport. Several other cars were parked there already. The Hardys' friends marched the brothers into the house.

We parked our bikes on verges so they could graze.

It was midnight when I parked my car under Union Square. A wet wind blew across the almost deserted square, blowing fogged breath from the sea on the dark pavements. Flashing neons on all four sides repudiated the night.

even opened the box?" She parked her fists on her trim little hips. "I have had a very bad day." "Well, so have I." He grinned. "But you just made me laugh, so it's starting to improve." She gave him a glare. "I don't find this funny." He raised the can

A shadow strolled past the car, indifferent to our curbside melodrama. This was my second time imperiled in a a parked vehicle in the space of three hours. I wondered what goonish spectacles I'd overlooked in my own career as a pavement walker.

The day of Amma's arrest, the day it finally, completely unraveled, Curry and Eileen parked themselves on my couch, like concerned salt and pepper shakers.

witnessed the event and called it in," Clarke said. Altschul added, "The guy had just dropped off some friends and was headed home. He was his group's designated driver. After calling 911, he got off the freeway, parked and waited for

Myron and Win met up three blocks away near an elementary school. A parked car here would be less conspicuous. Win was dressed in black, including a black skull cap that hid his blond locks.

We were parked in the lot of a strip shopping center on Tustin Boulevard in the city of Orange. Book Carnival was a small business between a rock shop and what looked like a vacant slot. Three doors down was a gun store.

Saturday morning, 6:52 a.m. The limousine is parked on 13th Street Northwest by the curb. Vice President Katherine Brandt sits in the back of the limo, her stomach churning, but not from hunger.

Nelcar looked at him curiously. "How'd you get out of the colony? They must have been after you." "I .... er, borrowed a shuttle that was parked outside the Legion Club." Califa gaped at him. "You stole a Coalition shuttle? From right in front of the Legion Club?" "That's where it was," Dax explained reasonably.

Arriving at Wilfrid Derome, I parked in the lot reserved for cops. Screw it. It was Saturday and I might have God in my Mazda.

That's your truck parked up by the factory isn't it?" Magnus pointed. "It's awfully butch for a bookseller.

Units were coming to combat with DCGS because it was their tool kit, so to speak, but they basically had it boxed up and parked in a corner. They were using off-the-shelf stuff they were having to buy prior to coming into the theater.

A uniform cordoned off the area with crime scene tape. The M.E. pulled in and parked. There were two EMT trucks idling at the edge of the lot. I'd stayed close to the back door, and one of the Rangeman guys had taken a position two feet from me, standing at parade rest. No doubt in my mind he'd take a bullet for me rather than face Ranger over a dead Stephanie.

couldn't lose. The main thing was to see that the tunnel scheme was scotched. Sir Giles parked outside the Handyman Arms, went inside and sent a message up to Dundridge's room to say that Sir Giles Lynchwood was looking forward to his company in the lounge. Dundridge went downstairs

From the doorway I looked back at the street. The car parked outside was