white-lined

I brought with me to a half-day creative writing workshop this past weekend a blue pad of paper and a blue ink pen, instead of my requisite white-lined notebook and trusty black Bic.

Karen Leland: Productivity Palette: Which Color Is Best For You? 2009

There was only one road leading out of this town – one of those isolated, white-lined escape routes you see in the movies, with wavy lines dancing up from the sizzling asphalt – and I was headed that way.

Samaritans? : Patricia Smith : Harriet the Blog : The Poetry Foundation 2007

The notebook in question wasn't your ordinary spiral-bound or stapled white-lined affair, but a rusty-hued recycled pamphlet decorated with polkadots and splashes of luminous pink.

Archive 2006-05-01 Alistair Myles 2006

The notebook in question wasn't your ordinary spiral-bound or stapled white-lined affair, but a rusty-hued recycled pamphlet decorated with polkadots and splashes of luminous pink.

Going metropolitan Alistair Myles 2006

Currently, if all I want to do is expand, say, a prim door, or texture a wall, I have to turn on an interface that *imposes an annoying white-lined grid on me covering up the object I'm trying to see* though I will not be "building by the numbers" but just moving stuff around a little.

A Gazillion Lindens 2006

They had passed through the garage to the white-lined parking spaces at the rear of the building and he led her to a grey unmarked Wolseley, the ubiquitous police car usually black with a blue light on the roof and a gong to attract attention or move traffic out of the way.

Bottled Spider Gardner, John 2002

Iza's bowl, white-lined with a patina from generations of use, was on her sleeping fur where Ayla had put it.

The Clan of the Cave Bear Auel, Jean M. 1980

He saw not the white-lined gridiron, the gaunt goal-posts, the concrete stands filled with spectators, or the gay banners and pennants.

T. Haviland Hicks Senior J. Raymond Elderdice

We flow to the east, to the white-lined shivering sea;

The House of Dust: A Symphony 1920

Over the hot, rusty stove hung Arnold, red-faced and bright-eyed, armed with a long, wooden spatula which he continually dug into the steaming contents of an enormous white-lined kettle.

The Bent Twig Dorothy Canfield Fisher 1918