Nimby led the way to the side of the road.

Now all Nimby had to do was get them back in time.

There must be more here than Nimby had let on.

I asked Nimby to make me beautiful, and he did.

But more important, we must put an end to the Nimby complex.

She turned to Nimby, who alone had no trouble with his eyes.

And perhaps she would have more, if all Nimby lost was status.

But the reasons, she said, have nothing to do with Nimby.

They got there, and Nimby changed back to his man- form.

Nimby walked right in without fear, so she did too.

Obviously Nimby had known that this would be the case.

David would do his best to feel things strongly, so Nimby could get the idea.

Nimby had gone around one block, but used up a night doing it.

Each told me that if parents want their children to live nearby, they'll have to change Nimby.

Those few seconds were enough to allow Nimby to get clear.

Nimby got into the back of the car, with Chlorine.

I've got to go check with Nimby, so you take a break in a picture, and we'll meet here again when we're both done.

Nimby was kissing her back, so he did understand that much.

"We have taken the high road," he said to Nimby.

But how did you know to ask Nimby about it?"

Nimby slowed the machine, and held his hand toward her.

Nimby assumed his human form and began writing a note.

Nimby stopped it with the tackle, but too much time was lost.

Suddenly she realized why Nimby had been sleeping so much.

It also felt as if Nimby had drawn out half her soul.

Officials also went out of their way to call this a simple "not in my backyard" case.

Opposition boiled down to four words: not in my backyard.

They acknowledge the need, but say, "Not in my backyard."

"If it's not in my backyard but they want the services, what do you do?"

"People always want something somewhere, but it's always not in my backyard."

"What started out as a 'not in my backyard' issue has changed and become bigger."

Opponents said Nevada was being victimized by a "not in my backyard" approach.

There is a degree of this "not in my backyard" attitude that we hope will begin to erode.

"But these are people not from the community, so 'not in my backyard' works.

"This was not a 'not in my backyard' kind of thing," he said.

In 1998, the city even had a literal "not in my backyard" dispute.

But public pigeons have been slower to catch on, often meeting with a "not in my backyard" attitude.

American companies have long faced intense resistance to big new power plants from communities crying, "Not in my backyard."

The Nimby, not in my backyard, attitude applies to rabbits, too.

"And if it gets to the point where every single neighborhood says, 'Not in my backyard,' you cannot solve that problem."

Environmentalists, "not in my backyard" activists and court cases slow down the ability to expand housing.

Not in my backyard: Was that the Zurich approach to law enforcement?

"Each individual council person very understandably would like to say: 'Not in my backyard.

"Not in my backyard" - is the motto in areas where travelers stop along the roads.

You're going to see a 'not in my backyard' phenomenon."

"When you first hear about it, you think, not here, not in my backyard."

Not in my backyard, some Princeton Township residents say.

Municipal and state officials are stalemated by local opposition to new sites, with the opponents all saying, "Not in my backyard."

The lesson is that community objections should not be dismissed merely as "not in my backyard."

That stipulation frequently sets off a "not in my backyard" reaction when new sites are sought.

Nimby led the way to the side of the road.

Now all Nimby had to do was get them back in time.

There must be more here than Nimby had let on.

I asked Nimby to make me beautiful, and he did.

But more important, we must put an end to the Nimby complex.

She turned to Nimby, who alone had no trouble with his eyes.

And perhaps she would have more, if all Nimby lost was status.

But the reasons, she said, have nothing to do with Nimby.

They got there, and Nimby changed back to his man- form.

Nimby walked right in without fear, so she did too.

Obviously Nimby had known that this would be the case.

David would do his best to feel things strongly, so Nimby could get the idea.

Nimby had gone around one block, but used up a night doing it.

Each told me that if parents want their children to live nearby, they'll have to change Nimby.

Those few seconds were enough to allow Nimby to get clear.

Nimby got into the back of the car, with Chlorine.

I've got to go check with Nimby, so you take a break in a picture, and we'll meet here again when we're both done.

Nimby was kissing her back, so he did understand that much.

"We have taken the high road," he said to Nimby.

But how did you know to ask Nimby about it?"

Nimby slowed the machine, and held his hand toward her.

Nimby assumed his human form and began writing a note.

Nimby stopped it with the tackle, but too much time was lost.

Suddenly she realized why Nimby had been sleeping so much.

It also felt as if Nimby had drawn out half her soul.