Terrace
Terrace may refer to:
Proper names
Terraced house
A terraced or terrace house (UK) or townhouse (US) is a term in architecture and city planning referring to a style of medium-density housing that originated in Europe in the 16th century, where a row of identical or mirror-image houses share side walls. They are also known in some areas as row houses or linked houses.
Terrace housing can be found throughout the world, though it is in abundance in Europe and Latin America, and extensive examples can be found in North America and Australia. The Place des Vosges in Paris (1605–1612) is one of the early examples of the style. Sometimes associated with the working class, historical and reproduction terraces have increasingly become part of the process of gentrification in certain inner-city areas.
Origins and nomenclature
Though earlier Gothic ecclesiastical examples, such as Vicars' Close, Wells are known, the practice of building new domestic homes uniformly to the property line really began in the 16th century following Dutch and Belgian models and became known in English as "row" houses. "Yarmouth Rows" in Great Yarmouth, Norfolk is an example where the building fronts uniformly ran right to the property line.
Terrace (board game)
Terrace is an award-winning strategy game played by two, three, or four players on a multi-leveled 8×8 (or, more recently, 6×6) board. It is most widely known for also being a prop in the American television series Star Trek: The Next Generation.
Computer versions of the game are also available.
Rules
The game board for Terrace has either 64 or 36 squares of uniform color, arranged in L-shaped levels ("terraces") that rise stepwise from the board's lowest points in two diagonally opposite corners to its highest points in the other two corners. All pieces are shaped alike and move according to the same rules, but they are of four different sizes and vary in capturing "power." One of each player's smallest pieces has the letter "T" carved into it and has a role somewhat similar to the king in chess.
The object is to win either by moving your "T" piece from its starting point at one corner to an opposite corner, or by capturing your opponent's "T". Players can move any number of squares on the same terrace, and are allowed to jump over their own pieces. Players can move up a terrace by either going straight up or diagonally up. Players can move down a terrace by going straight down. Opponent's pieces, and even one's own pieces, may be captured by moving diagonally down. Pieces may only capture those of equal or lesser size. It is courteous to say 'Terrace' when the opponent's "T" piece is placed in jeopardy of being caught the next turn; "Terrace-Mate" should be said when the opponent's "T" piece cannot escape. In 3 and 4 player games, when a player loses his or her "T", all of their pieces are removed from the board; other players continue the game. If a player cannot make a move during his or her turn, the game is a draw, with no winner or loser.
O Day
Hip hop is all about having fun, yo, yo
Sword still swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
Wit the strength of Samson, you still couldn't hold me
I got the rock stone from David's slingshot
Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem got?
Watch for the cops, third eye like the Cyclops
Red from the chronic, don't need no eye drops
Swinging white tops on the block til 4 o'clock, then hit IHOP's
Fiends in line like I, Robot
Take a hit, and transform like the GoBots
Tell my uncle that I know what he know not
Bank like Agent Cody, on the hunt like raping coyotes
Wild like forty Mexicans sippin' on peyote
In an all black Toyota, W's on the grill, steering wheel and the motor
Out to get the mills, til I'm paid like Bob DeNiro
With seven prime numbers that's followed by God zero's
MC epitome, but these ducka sucka muthafuckas trying to get rid of me
But if you decipher my lyrics, truthfully and not critically
You'll see I influence the world mentally as well as physically
Emotionally, promotionaly, devotionally, socially
Speak the truth, and tell you how it's supposed to be
Zig Zag Zilla came, where's up the hilla man?
Bododo, rewind that shit
Sword still swing like Kenobi, ya'll cowards know me
Wit the strength of Samson, you still couldn't hold me
I got the rock stone from David's slingshot
Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem got?
Watch for the cops, my third eye like the Cyclops
Red from the chronic, I don't need no eye drops
Swinging white tops on the block til 4 o'clock, then hit IHOP's
Fiends in line like I, Robot
Take a hit, and transform like the GoBots
Tell my uncle that I know what he know not
Bank like Agent Cody, on the hunt like raping coyotes
Wild like forty Mexicans sippin' on peyote
In an all black Toyota, W's on the grill, wheel and the motor
Heading to North Dakota
With the cocaine, plus the baking soda
MC epitome, but these savages trying to get rid of me
If you decipher my lyrics, truthfully not critically
You'll see I influence the world mentally as well as physically
Emotionally, promotionaly, devotionally, socially
Nigga, tell you how it's supposed to be
Zig Zag Zilla came, bododododododo
Where's up the hilla, man?
Ya'll cowards know me, hahahahahahaha
D for Digital, I - Irresistible
G be Graphical, I - Immeasurable
T come Technical, A - Analytical
L be that Lyrical, who? Bobby Digital
D for Digital, I - Irresistible
G be Graphical, I - Incredible
T for Technical, A - Analytical
L for Lyrical, who? Bobby Digital
(Yeah, we gon' take it back RZA)
Who the fuck stepped on the wire?
You stupid mutha - BRRR
Hahahahaha, so you thought you was going to escape, didn't you?
You thought you could escape?
Aiyo, let the wolves in, aiyo, son
Aiyo, G, yo, let the wolves in
All the niggas in the back
All the wolves in the back, come up front
We gon' get savage real quick
Fuck that, aiyo, hold on, hold on, hold on, nigga
Man, get the fuck off my feet, man
Fuck off nigga, I'm trying to do my shit
Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, Happy New Year, nigga
Merry Christmas, it's July, hahahahah
So the mad scientist continued to drink the Digital Elixir
Fighting with the good and evil inside himself
Trying to be Bobby, trying to be RZA
Trying to be one, trying to be real
Trying to be unreal, trying to be super real, nigga
Rest in peace to the ODB, greatest MC of all time, greatest performer
One of the greatest performers of all times
