Bird's Eye View of Libbey High School, Toledo, OH

Here is a bird's eye view of Libbey High School, 1250 Western Ave., Toledo, OH 43609.

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The Value of Toledo's Vacant School Buildings

This is a document showing the value of Toledo's vacant school buildings,

AZ Crowd Assassin Paintball Scenario

A presentation about how to stage a game in which an assassin either succeeds or is killed by good guys with concealed guns on their person

1. You need about 150 people to play this scenario. That is supposedly the number of people that often attended Rep. Giffords rallies. One of these people would be given a paintball gun (in secret) and would play the assassin. Three or four (4) other people would also be given paintball guns in secret (hopefully, they could be kept secret from each other). Now the fun begins.

2. The assassin makes his way to the “politico” standing behind a lectern, or seated at a table signing autographs. Does s/he shoot him/her (10 points) or is he gunned down before he has a chance to end his/her political career? If the assassin is wounded, then the “pc” (politically correct) shooter gets a point for each wound. If the assassin is hit in the head or center mass (a “kill”) then the “pc” shooter gets 10 points. If the “assassin” shoots a member of the crowd he gets a point. If the “pc” shoots a civilian he loses a point for each member of the crowd he kills. Remember, all this mayhem starts after the “concealed” weapons clear holsters to affirm our right to keep and bear arms. The question to answer: Can concealed guns in a crowd protect us from a nut with a pistol? Or would we believers in the 2nd Amendment just add to the mayhem?

A Walk In The Woods

This is the route Bruce and I walked today,

It was supposed to be .98 miles, but I thought it was further. At least I did not have to find a ranger to show us the way back to the parking lot.

Out, out, damn blank line

Don't you realize that's mine

I need it for rhyming lines

Do not intrude upon my places

Leave me alone to go through my paces

And let me fill the traces

Poetry does not need to rhyme

Sometimes it can just be the right word sublime

But it is hard to give up the feeling that is mine

What as each line gets longer as I strain to make a rhyme not vulgar

Pushing the limits of rhyme and reason as I struggle with the torture

Of reason and rhyme that fills the time to make a rhyme with rapport

I am sitting in my hot bedroom,

Looking at my Facebook Wall

Feeling friends and family across the room

And hoping that they don't see me stall.

As I try to compost all

My thoughts to throw upon the tall

Wall of comments by family and friends

That makes me believe that each attends

To make the goodness in this world.

Photos of the Fruit and Branches of the Unknown Tree

Here are some more photos of the unknown tree and its berries