While you aren't even looking, solar and wind are eating fossil fuels' lunch.
"I grabbed his knee," Sir John related, pausing to take a sip of wine in the midst of a long, drink-fueled lunch recently.
THE OPPORTUNITY IN FRONT OF Drew Houston revealed itself again a few months ago during a booze-fueled lunch at VC Ron Conway's Belvedere, Calif.
And on the other side are advertisers, bearing the brunt of the cost of fueling the massive lunch buffet that is online search.
It's a common scene: A truck driver pulls up to a highway truck stop for fuel and lunch.
"I've been doing this trip every week for 25 years," said Andy Welch, a truck driver from Madison, Wis., who stopped to fuel up and have lunch at the Vermilion plaza.
State intervention, including public provision of most public services, was no free lunch, and the fiscal cost of attempting an inward-looking industrialization fueled inflation in the postwar decades.
That's just one memorable line from a woman who practically breathed them, fueled by the most brilliantly poisoned oxygen, her words a veritable choke hold, an evisceration our very own Lydia Lunch.
The opposite sentiment fueled the protests outside, which continued unabated even after Trump departed the venue and Republican convention attendees sat down for lunch.
Lunches are always long, laid-back affairs that melt into convivial evenings lit by candles and kerosene lanterns and fueled by lots of good French wine.
