The young woman nodded. "If it's made in Korea I can hack it."
Then I worked in the woods as a lumberjack, but I just couldn't hack it, so they gave me the axe.
And when went on trial yesterday for the hack itself, prosecutors asked for a six-year prison sentence, which the court handed down in full.
You have to be strong and confident, and never give the slightest impression that you can't hack it.
So an attempt to prove to myself and to my family that I can hack it? And to others of my age that solo travel remains possible and an enlivening experience.
Jesus, Andy. I couldn't hack it on the outside. Been in here too long. I'm an institutional man now. Like old Brooks Hatlen was.
I've been doing this job for years but I just can't hack it anymore.
Faced with a solid block—even the lovely curve of white marble that went to make “The Sail” in 1988—she needed to hack it to pieces, then rebuild it as she wanted.
Can you hack it as a lumber jack?
