Down on the table came cards flying like bullets and all I could do was stop and stare.
I was eight and the last time my sister told me she’d take me to Circus Circus I believed her. But she’s a liar. I ran away to the casino and played the pretend daughter of random couples, shuffling in between them.
Shuffling the songs on my ipod, even though my friend thinks you need to go through all the songs one by one the fully understand the artists point of view. OR it could be the shuffle! LMFAO… yea thats not very peaceful is it?
I have a love-hate relationship with iTunes, but I do so love my ipod. Shuffling music and podcasts and audiobooks makes me happy and can make the worst day bearable.
I went to a dance class and I learned to do the shuffle. We shuffled to the left and we shuffled to the right, then we did a turn about and started all over again. Have you ever done the shuffle? It takes a lot of energy and you burn many calories. It is a good was to lose weight.
He stepped off the train and shuffled across the platform. People pushing their way through and he was being knocked around by them. Where was he going?
I did the shuffle, I did the bustle, I ran through the crowd determined to hustle. The wind blew brisk in my hair as I pushed the stroller down main street. I shot my eyes down, avoiding the accusing stares of those around me. Those sinners. Those shufflers. I felt my legs twitching, I needed to released. To be one of them, but I had my child to think about.
He shuffled the deck of cards, his hands gracefully performing the practiced motion. I studied them, his hands, wrinkled and worn by the ravages of time. Hard and calloused from growing up too much too fast in an age now long forgotten. Hands whose fragility belied the strength behind them and held a thousand stories in their furrowed lines.
The dancers are unenthused.
their footsteps- if you want to call them that- made unpleasant sounds across the concrete floor.
This was no studio, and these were no dancers.
EVERY DAY I’M SHUFFLIN the speaker cries into my ear, insistent and unequivocally cheerful. I tighten my hand around my glass and try to squint my eyes close enough together so that everything goes into tight, far-away focus, like a little toy party with little toy people.
by party rocking in the house tonight on 11.18.2011
Der Himmel war grün. Seit Monaten flimmerten die Nordlichter tonlos über der Startanlage, während die Rakete Stockwerk um Stockwerk zusammenmontiert wurde. Karol sah dem Wachsen des Turms von seiner Kabine aus zu.
All I can hear is someone else typing really loudly over their laptop mic and now my inspiration is all gone. Because I can’t concentrate on more than one thing at a time, I never have been able to, and it’s one of my flaws.
I’m shuffling through this part of my life figuring out what is what and who is who and trying to understand what it’s all for and if I’m even doing anything right and then you oh you with your big brown eyes you just had to come and stir it all up you are like the fall wind that disrupts all of the leaves and plucks them from their places and throws them into the sky you make the world beautiful and meaningful and yet I don’t understand you at all so here goes nothing as I shuffle through this part of my life with another pair of footsteps on my right
Whenever i get on the bus in the morning i put my I-pod on shuffle so that i can find the style of music and the artist that i want to listen to until i get to my school.
I had absolutely no idea what was going on around me. All I knew was the wind blowing past my ears. I never knew I could run so fast. Adrenaline pierced me and all I could think of is getting home. I was being chased. I shuffled back and forth through my mind, what should I do? Go home? Then he’d know where I lived. Keep running? What if he caught me?
In her youth, my mom was a dancer. I only knew her after she had seven kids … and four more to come. So to think of her as a lithe dancer was a stretch for me. But one day, she started to do a tap dance. She did the step: Shuffle Off To Buffalo. She really COULD dance!
today my dad had a poker party and he was the dealer so he had to shuffle the deck of cards. a different way to explain it is he mixed the cards up so he could deal them.
move the things in my life around you.
Down on the table came cards flying like bullets and all I could do was stop and stare.
I was eight and the last time my sister told me she’d take me to Circus Circus I believed her. But she’s a liar. I ran away to the casino and played the pretend daughter of random couples, shuffling in between them.
Shuffling the songs on my ipod, even though my friend thinks you need to go through all the songs one by one the fully understand the artists point of view. OR it could be the shuffle! LMFAO… yea thats not very peaceful is it?
I have a love-hate relationship with iTunes, but I do so love my ipod. Shuffling music and podcasts and audiobooks makes me happy and can make the worst day bearable.
I went to a dance class and I learned to do the shuffle. We shuffled to the left and we shuffled to the right, then we did a turn about and started all over again. Have you ever done the shuffle? It takes a lot of energy and you burn many calories. It is a good was to lose weight.
He stepped off the train and shuffled across the platform. People pushing their way through and he was being knocked around by them. Where was he going?
As I shuffled the cards I thought of Grandma, we play rummy but this time there would be a trick to it. She put down the Queen of Hearts and…
I did the shuffle, I did the bustle, I ran through the crowd determined to hustle. The wind blew brisk in my hair as I pushed the stroller down main street. I shot my eyes down, avoiding the accusing stares of those around me. Those sinners. Those shufflers. I felt my legs twitching, I needed to released. To be one of them, but I had my child to think about.
He shuffled the deck of cards, his hands gracefully performing the practiced motion. I studied them, his hands, wrinkled and worn by the ravages of time. Hard and calloused from growing up too much too fast in an age now long forgotten. Hands whose fragility belied the strength behind them and held a thousand stories in their furrowed lines.
The dancers are unenthused.
their footsteps- if you want to call them that- made unpleasant sounds across the concrete floor.
This was no studio, and these were no dancers.
I will shuffle the cards for you. No you please shuffle the cards for me. Lets do the shuffle and boggie down tonite. Let’s party.
EVERY DAY I’M SHUFFLIN the speaker cries into my ear, insistent and unequivocally cheerful. I tighten my hand around my glass and try to squint my eyes close enough together so that everything goes into tight, far-away focus, like a little toy party with little toy people.
Der Himmel war grün. Seit Monaten flimmerten die Nordlichter tonlos über der Startanlage, während die Rakete Stockwerk um Stockwerk zusammenmontiert wurde. Karol sah dem Wachsen des Turms von seiner Kabine aus zu.
every day I’m shuffling. a miserable existence, he thought whilst shuffling. The existential horror. Shufflin’…every day ?! The horror, the horror.
By Ronald Patraski J
All I can hear is someone else typing really loudly over their laptop mic and now my inspiration is all gone. Because I can’t concentrate on more than one thing at a time, I never have been able to, and it’s one of my flaws.
He looked down at the ground and shuffled his feet. “If that’s how you feel.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, and her eyes glistened with tears as she hurriedly pressed the little box back into his hand. “I can’t…. I can’t.”
Dean stood there as she turned and fled the park. People were staring. Were they? He couldn’t see her anymore.
You can shuffle cards, like in the game Rummy -which i like- with my papa.
a type of dance using your feet ,legs , and spiining movments all at once
Everyday Im shuffle-ing dun dun dun dun dun dun dundundundundun YA who who it a song and a dance move i think thats pretty amazing!!!!! :D
dancing in a very awasome way like moving ur feet back and forth or shiffling cardss
LMFAO haahahaahaha laugh PICKLES
the one shuffle is that i know is the ipod shuffle its that you suffle it and changes music.
a dance move.or an ipod.
Shuffle means when you shuffle your cards,and they get all mixed up.
a small ipod
shuffle the deck
shuffle the deck
123…
which one
oh dear
123…
oh dear
which one
will you be?
I’m shuffling through this part of my life figuring out what is what and who is who and trying to understand what it’s all for and if I’m even doing anything right and then you oh you with your big brown eyes you just had to come and stir it all up you are like the fall wind that disrupts all of the leaves and plucks them from their places and throws them into the sky you make the world beautiful and meaningful and yet I don’t understand you at all so here goes nothing as I shuffle through this part of my life with another pair of footsteps on my right
shuffle to the left shuffle to the right. 1, 2, slide. Shuffle to the front and shuffle the the back twist and twist….YAYAYAYAY
The shuffle is a dance I never thought I would perfect.
I can shuffle my way to the bathroom with style now.
People look up and wonder what that amazing woman is doing.
Im shuffling. All day. Everyday.
Whenever i get on the bus in the morning i put my I-pod on shuffle so that i can find the style of music and the artist that i want to listen to until i get to my school.
I had absolutely no idea what was going on around me. All I knew was the wind blowing past my ears. I never knew I could run so fast. Adrenaline pierced me and all I could think of is getting home. I was being chased. I shuffled back and forth through my mind, what should I do? Go home? Then he’d know where I lived. Keep running? What if he caught me?
I shuffle and shift
shimmer and slip
slide and stutter
along a smothering sea
I break and brace
buck and base
my banter weight
on a balancing beam
I reach and react
to actions and reactions
the fractions in factions
the friction of the familiar
Let us wish and wonder
at the wash of wanting
wax on willing
until the we becomes one
They say that people who shuffle their feet are exhibiting signs of alzhiemer’s; it makes me worry for my husband.
Every day im shufflin Is in Party Rock Anthem
that is a really good song
Shuffle
In her youth, my mom was a dancer. I only knew her after she had seven kids … and four more to come. So to think of her as a lithe dancer was a stretch for me. But one day, she started to do a tap dance. She did the step: Shuffle Off To Buffalo. She really COULD dance!
today my dad had a poker party and he was the dealer so he had to shuffle the deck of cards. a different way to explain it is he mixed the cards up so he could deal them.
shuffle is to move left to right or on a ipod you go to playlist and hit shuffle.
I know how to shuffle. Shuffling is an amazing dance move. I love to shuffle, especially to the song Party Rock Anthem.
I don’t know what shuffle means but there’s a song that says the word shuffle a lot. But other than that i have no clue.
Shuffle could mean a few things like when you shuffle cards.But when i see the word shuffle i like of the dance move.
he could feel the cards in his hands as he watched the man across the table. he began to shuffle them, while thinking of ways to get out of here.