Peter Claydon and Doug R. Pulley were sitting in the Salamander, a pub in Bath, England, in 2004 complaining, as a lot of people do, about cell phones: haphazard sound quality, dropped calls, slow downloads, annoying delays between speaking and being heard.
If that sounds haphazard and heedless, rest assured that the ice cream is local, from Brooklyn's own Blue Marble.
But his efforts to figure out an alternative -- well-paying and keeping political options open -- sound like a haphazard, sometimes preposterous search.
BEDINGFIELD'S HIT Gotta Get Thru This was one of those small miracles of modern pop: a debut single made with bedroom gear and a haphazard knowledge of dance fashion that sounded good.
The mechanic started it, and it idled smokily at a warm-up setting, the haphazard Porsche threshing-machine clatter a sound that brought back memories.
(The trick sounds reminiscent of Bob Dylan's haphazard approach to live shows, wrongfooting his own band mid-song with a changed tempo or a new lyric).
To anyone who grew up in the Harry Potter era, trawling the internet for DIY Patronus instructions and haphazard "magic" scams, an online wizarding school might sound dubious, at best.
Propagation of sound in the open air is extremely haphazard, owing to the vagaries of atmospheric conditions.
"They record live," he added, "and in a kind of haphazard way, ended up coming up with their own sound that is timeless and unpredictable".
A sound is a former valley flooded by the sea, leaving haphazard slivers of land, surrounded by water but still adjoining the mainland on one side.
