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The invisible storehouse in nothingness, called memory.
She places the orders for cases of frozen meat, huge cans of wax beans. She makes sure they stay
And of storehouses and of freight-trains - destruction
Bookbag, Pocketshoe.
A library is thought in cold storage.
Lennie Smullenski and Anthony Zuck bake the goodies in the back room in big steel ovens and troughs of hot oil. Clouds of flour and sugar sift onto table surfaces and slip under foot. And lard is transferred daily from commercial sized vats directly to local butts.
You are forced to have the best data capture, the best information, when you have goods in hundreds of factories around the world, and the question is: 'Where is everything?' And how do you bring it all together?
You are a storehouse of love.
There is a new codeword going round school. DFS. It means 'desperate for sex.' It sounds like you are talking about the furniture shop. For the record, I'm certainly DFS. In fact I am permanently shopping in DFS with no hope of getting out of the store.
Storage: pursue ultimate simplicity When I first started this business, I assumed that I had to demonstrate my ability to come up with miraculous storage designs - clever solutions that you
Database. Another
I reorganize my closet nearly every week.
bigger than a closet, empty except for an old oak door all bound
God, that checkroom of our dreams.
I suddenly missed the curious shelving patterns of my room, those old planks from the barn groaning under the weight of the notebooks. Shelving is an intimate thing, like the fingerprint of a room.
department store, but because your body requires high-quality nutrients
physical space has for a century been used to facilitate and enforce efficiency and specialization. Along with factory assembly lines, the architectural frames of white-collar work have evolved to maximize efficiency.
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In the best tradition of kidnapping, she appeared to be in some kind of run down warehouse. Sheesh, didn't the bad guys ever watch the movies?
I have three storage units, and that's no lie. Three storage units. All books.
Inventories can be managed, but people must be led.
We have a storage close by where I live, that's very organised. My guitar tech, Matty organised it all, labeled everything.
Living in a bookshop is like living in a warehouse of explosives. Those shelves are ranked with the most furious combustibles in the world
the brains of men.
I buy things through the ShopStyle app on my phone, then have them delivered to a neighbour so Oliver doesn't see them arrive. When he's out, I collect them, cut off the labels, and bury them deep in the recycling box under the wine bottles.
To a dusty shelf we aspire.
Ah, I like the look of packing crates! A household in preparation for a journey! ... Something full of the flow of life, do you understand? Movement, progress ...
long term food storage suppliers like Mountain Man or Wise Foods or
Compartmentalize
The same time I'm designing my collection, I'm also designing my store. It has to have brand awareness, an identity. I'm also designing the racks and the hangers, and juggling a lot of things.
We want you to be ready with your personal storehouses filled with at least a year's supply. You don't argue why it cannot be done; you just plan to organize and get it done.
I work better the more I am confined and the less I am distracted. My ultimate place would be a closet.
I believe more and more that this business is about people. People, people. The idea is to make friends at the retail level, the warehouse level, let people see you exist, can form sentences and have an interest in something other than yourself.
Bookshops are at the coalface of our industry.
The Democratic Party headquarters house elf,
LOUISE WAS SORTING nuts and bolts into metal bins at the back of the somnambulant hardware store.
What's an archive, son? Is that anything like a closet?
Sitting at the single table in a disreputable pile of lumber mistakenly called a building.
My house. It's kind of eccentric. It's two decades worth of accumulated personal projects. Yeah, it is pretty dense in my house.
I edit things down, and I've got a massive dressing room in the country, and so all the things I'm not going to wear but don't want to get rid of go there. And all the stuff I want to get rid of goes to Oxfam.
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The storerooms are full of hearts.
This is the city of spare parts.
The inventory goes down the elevator every night.
I looked up in curiosity. Behind us stood the Brown and Eagle Wool Warehouse and Schneider's Cap Factory, both constructed with that wholehearted devotion to industry that sullied the word architecture.
God, that dumping ground of our dreams.
The garage is the space for the hacker, the tinkerer, the maker. The garage is not defined by a single field or industry; instead, it is defined by the eclectic interests of its inhabitants. It is a space where intellectual networks converge.
With a global society hungry for luxury, distribution and supply chains are now as important for executives as a hands-on feel for products.
I'm not big on the closet.
Storehouses filled with merchandise will prove a better guarantee than arsenals bulging with ammunition.
Oh. Sorry. I just kinda have a thing for cabinets. And chests. And caskets, trunks, crates, cartons ... all kinds of boxes, I guess.
The modern world is not geared properly to the storage of goods.
Waste of resources is a mortal sin at IKEA.
What's that?"
"The laundry basket?"
"No, next to it."
"I don't see anything next to it."
"It's my last shred of dignity. It's very small.
The house is a factory.
All around the Lady Jessica - piled in corners of the Arrakeen great hall, mounded in the open spaces - stood the packaged freight of their lives: boxes, trunks, cartons, cases - some partly unpacked.
I work in the house next to where I live. We bought a smaller house that I use as my office and the place where my two employees work ... We've got tens of thousands of letters from kids stored all over the house in places you would usually put dishes and other things like that.
I found a big crate with the letters MAP on the side. According to the manifest, it stands for 'Mobile Assault Package.' Apparently navy-speak for a big box of guns,
London is the clearing-house of the world.
Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.
A consultant: someone brought in to build a one-handled wheelbarrow.
on the Internet, shelf space is infinite,
A place for everything and everything in its place
I've got a lot of stuff in the bed of my truck.
It is an archive ... You probably get rooms like this in even the most modern of offices, like a rusty anchor chained to the past and with no purpose in life.
That's a big trunk," James said, as we jammed in the leathery old case that looked so much like the black heart of some leviathan. "It fits a tuba, three suitcases, a dead dog, and a garment bag almost perfectly."
"That's just what they used to say in the ads," I said ...
And finally, it was the place where Father made the crates for those items of our household that we were allowed take with us to our future home in the Reich.
The building was crowded with men and women packing stuff into boxes and bags, leather stuff, nylon, canvas, and rubber stuff, with brass rings and silver chains, steel buckles and studded straps. Elephant stuff.
Look down your shirt and spell attic.
In Brentwood we had a big safe-deposit box to put manuscripts in if we left town during fire season. It was such a big box that we never bothered to clean it out.
One of the most necessary things when you're writing? The waste basket.
Whoever wanted this trunk
I was spoiled when I worked in the magazine world. Fashion closets are heaven and I seem to model my organization after a fashion closet.
This must be a simply enormous wardrobe!
Imagine a place where the dead rest on shelves like books.
My workplace is wherever I'm making something, which could be in a field in gold country, or in an abandoned warehouse on a military base.
I love my shed. It's my space and my mess - and I know where everything is.
A bag which was left and not only taken but turned away was not found. The place was shown to be very like the last time. A piece was not exchanged, not a bit of it, a piece was left over. The rest was mismanaged.
I find the single most valuable tool in my darkroom is my trash can
I wanted my closet to look like a boutique.
Compressed into boxes, packed in sawdust, ... trussed up in sacks, roped up like hams ...
The skopets1 who sits in the shop rents the floor above.
Bucket
I feel so dreamy
dreamy lazy, crazy sleepy
like I want to be there
in the doorway, the doorway
or the porch corner
be sitting, be empty
notdoing not going
an old bucket left there
in the porch corner is like I am
an old empty bucket somebody left there.
Used to Sears, JC Penney, and Woolworth's, Birmingham's stores sounded foreign: Gucci, Jacobson's, and Dittrich Furs. Underground parking kept the shoppers flawlessly coifed and dry - a scene from a Hollywood movie.
Comstock, but I left a wrong impression with you. I don't want
The essence of effective storage is this: designate a spot for every last thing you own.
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What's Management up to?" I whispered to Bennett.
"My guess is a new acronym," he whispered. "Departmental Unification Management Business." He wrote down the ltters on his legal pad. "D.U.M.B.
Marathon tidying produces a heap of garbage. At this stage, the one disaster that can wreak more havoc than an earthquake is the entrance of that recycling expert who goes by the alias of "mother.
When I was at college, I worked in a department store called Brit Home Stores, which is a pretty lackluster department store, selling clothes for middle-aged women. My job was to walk the floor and find anything that was damaged, take it to the store room and log it.
the wizard prison,
For those of us who quietly seek the white light in the midnight hours, emotions turn out to be a noisy magnetic field. The convenience store can be a vacuum, devoid of that magnetic field: a place where life's tug-of-war can't wear you down. That, to me, is what the ideal convenience store is.
I'm the lyrical vendor, hip-hop is my shop
In a company, you buy thousands of things. Every item you buy has its own footprint.
I write to express and I shop to destress
As movers and the moved both know, books are heavy freight, the weight of refrigerators and sofas broken up into cardboard boxes. They make us think twice about changing addresses.
That shot moved like ... I was going to say a shop, but the shop's shut
Here is another miserable mental image I will have to catalog and make room for.
A place for everything, everything in its place.
And now, the Superstore - unequaled in size, unmatched in variety, unrivaled inconvenience.