Sauto is an aficionado.
You're such a jazz aficionado.
Are you an art aficionado?
Are you a video game aficionado?
This is good news for postcard aficionado Drene Brennan.
One of the school custodians is a musical aficionado and has a beautiful voice.
I happen to be an aficionado of the opera, and I love art museums.
Mostly it is only the VHF and UHF aficionado who has to be greatly concerned about these properties.
Although I am not an art aficionado, viewing all these wonderful works in the museum made for an enjoyable morning.
If you give this trip to any space aficionado out there, he or she will love you forever.
The book's broad subject matter, riveting images, and diverse visual material will appeal both to the circus aficionado and those who have never before been to circus.
There are financiers, of course, But this year's attendees also included violinist Itzhak Perlman and Rusty Staub , a baseball legend turned Burgundy aficionado.
And for the true Collapse aficionado, new variations and classic favorites in our Quick Play mode deliver endless, back-to-back challenges!
This means a range of delicacies are off limits for the food safety aficionado including mayonnaise, mousse, ice cream and some alcoholic cocktails.
Surabhi Splain, who shops at midtown Manhattan's Health Nuts food store, is an aficionado who has been drinking two bottles a day for nearly a year.
And also for years I've been an aficionado of the "bus plunge" story, the 100-word filler in the newspaper that says, "Peruvian bus plunges off cliff, 50 people die."
The audience for academic journals and collections of philosophical essays is limited, however, and so the essay tended to be passed along, samizdat style, from one aficionado to another.
As a security aficionado, I was interested in his reply to something Nielsen had written. I quoted it earlier, so here's a recap of the part being referred to.
I presented him with a golden anniversary gift any jazz aficionado would appreciate, a large portfolio of photographs of jazz musicians, autographed by the superb jazz photographer Herman Leonard.
Chris Johnson, Phoenix area pimp and velvet hat aficionado, was listening in on a microphone worn by one of his girls when he heard something that made him angry.
