Word: droned
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...there more office novels? Granted, with all the undead mayhem, there are moments when Hynes seems to lose track of what exactly he's trying to say about office life. Should we fear the zombified Dilberts that threaten Paul's sanity or pity them? After all, what office drone hasn't felt his or her humanity being leached away by carpeted walls and racks of low-hanging fluorescent lamps at $5.25 an hour? "You gonna let life, that bitch, grind you down, Paul?" a villainous cubicle dweller asks our hero. "You gonna stay whipped for the rest of your days...
Even “The Raven,” taken from Reed’s badly- reviewed musical celebration of the Edgar Allan Poe work, which is read in Reed’s burnt-out but occasionally excitable drone, creates a palpable fear of the unknown and finds the undercurrent of sadness to make the rendition close to unforgettable...
...called standout track from YFIIP. While pleasing the crowd, many of whom seemed to have only a passing acquaintance with the other songs (even though almost all were from the same album), the song, far from living up to its title, quickly turned into a smug drone. Singer Emily Haines (one of four in the band) does indeed possess a beautiful voice, but burying it under layers of cutesy effects and having her repeat the same simplistic refrain for bars on end is no way to showcase her talent...
...munitions workshops last year, his cell crafts its rockets in a variety of small rooms inside civilian apartments scattered through pro-Hamas neighborhoods. Salama is eager to acquire more sophisticated technology, but one effort in that direction nearly killed him. He told me he bought a remote-controlled drone aircraft that could fire missiles from a smuggler who turned out to be an Israeli collaborator. The drone arrived at Salama's workroom in two pieces: one part was clean but the second was booby-trapped. The explosion killed six cell members and sent Salama to the hospital for months...
Seated in front of the endless drone of the television—right now, treating us to a very grainy version of The Drew Carey Show—one guest’s chin sinks to his chest in slumber. The volunteers and guests who haven’t gone to bed yet sit in clusters and talk in hushed tones...