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house for sale, unappealing

pitch

I've been grumbling about many things. It's much like the old, bitching me. I then, after hours of walking, came across a truism. I am loved. I have much! I have the chance and ability to love others. I do love others.

It was a wild pitch ... grounding curve fast ball, yet ... I hit it. I got it. The ball is in flight. I don't see a homer, (doh!), but do see a possible double. God threw an idea to me and I got it!

cranky

many things line the roads, streets, roads ... muck, trash and stuff. One strange thing, a crushed handle -- crank to nothing. It's not crank, the drug, for that would have been snatched up like candy -- I think.

While some animals don't mind the interloping human, some critters get feisty. Generally the older squirrels look on humans with mild disdain for they drive the road and honk at squirrels to hurry while they would rather stand in the road and do nothing.

Not surprising, small dogs are the fiercest while older, larger dogs are either docile or disinterested in the aggressive game. I walked down an old road spying a house, interesting design. I never got to the end of the street for a lone dog was on a porch. I thought ... leash, but it had none.

Hmm ... it probably wasn't used to too many walkers in this area, so I wondered ... walk forward, back, hmmm. My actions were decided for me for she noiselessly glided across the lawn with some lumbering. There she was. I put down my camera allowing her to smell me, make a choice. She moved forward and at my scratch of her back -- uh.

She responded like an overburdened pack animal suddenly unloaded -- free of anything on her sore back. She was shedding and it clumped off in wads. She first had her head pushed into my chest, then tipped over so that I could rub her belly and chest equally. I lightly brushed fur from her eyes. I left her and she slowly walked back to the porch. She was in need of a bath -- days of dirt and skin oils, dry fur told her need for cleaning.

I heard more angry dog voices later. An old man with an older grass-cutting tractor slowed traffic. Remember the title, "cranky"? They were none-too pleased with the slowness of his short 4 house trip to his over-filled shed garage. A man mowing a church's lawn stopped his engine so that I could pass without getting tarred and feathered, grass style. How kind was that? I thanked him.

I was later at Foster Park and there was a couple of people behind me that I wanted to slap silly. Nearly telling everyone plainly, "We are so obnoxious! We want everyone to look at us! We are loud and crude. It doesn't matter if there are golfers nearby. We will be loud and one-third of our language profanity!" While this might have been nearly courtesy, instead, they were perhaps too stupid to notice their own inconsiderate behaviors. While the most of the people on the track were walking, quietly or talking to each other in quieted tones -- these three were, well, unlikeable. Now I was cranky.

Apart from the stank and stink of tobacco, my trip was nice. Foster Park hosting many walks of families of many ages. Some people in desperate need of walking were in their cars listening to music. I guess seeing flowers from a car seat is just as good, right? I guess moving your butt to change the CD track is like walking.

Why go there if you don't ever leave your car on a rainless day with a lovely sun, breeze, the smell of fresh new life?

Barbie ....

sorry, one photo in the last collection was Barbie. Rather than soil the collection, I'll note that I found it starkly ironic that near a middle school drive, I found this discarded Barbie. From my experience with kids ... it is equally likely that she was accidentally pitched with regular play in a car seat. She might also have been thrown in the curious flight ability of Barbie. Of course, unlike a boomerang, she didn't fly back.

why walk at all?

All courtesy of Allen County in Indiana. Some is from Foster Park, others from scatterred locations along roads. More to come, I assure you.















This was from a 15 mile day. Wow ... legs weren't tired, but my shoes hurt my feet. It's time for new ones, I think seriously.

born June 21, 1972; died ...

I was walking through a poorly-maintained cemetery. I don't know what was most scary. I wondered if there are always crows there. Crows are a common theme in horror movies and games and actually have a mythological symbolism with death. There were graves from 2007 that bore no grass. There were other 2000, 2002, 1998 graves that grew no grass. I hope that they were "relocated" to this place. There were markers broken and some overgrown with grass or buried in dirt. One was, as Tuko would call, "un-ck, un-ck"+ otherwise unknown as the cheap marker had -- ghastly, removable letters.

As I was leaving, a couple came up in a truck -- 8:40 something in the evening. There was hardly light. Still, as they sat in their truck, perhaps waving to the grave ... I wondered if they could have at least left the truck. I heard doors close, so perhaps they thought better of it. I find no joy in cemeteries, but interest. One grave site was the place of a decade(s)-old tree. Another ... a hodgepodge of markers, too many for one small place.

Another sight was large enough for three coffins. Either the one dead man there was REALLY large or they got sloppy.

The weirdest thing there really, was born some date and then the "awaiting" date for death. While I understand a loved one dying first ... there was a single plot waiting on its body. There was a couple who bought a plot, but were maybe 50s, neither were dead.

Sad to ponder were the young ... some 19, 13, few years ... some mere months or days. Still, many were forgotten, dirtied with time. Headstones for the living, but generally ignored.

+ The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

Thanks to MR for PH news

Pizza Hut manager arrested for selling MJ from drive-thru window. The fresh herb pasta is REALLY fresh "herb". All natural ingredients. It's only $200. Uh, OK. Honey, you better like this pizza!

Although released on bail, Aaron will go from Hut to Butt.... "round thing in your face...". Management didn't equip you to deal with real dangers.

small things

I had a short walk along Foster Park's south side where they are doing construction. While the foot path is block to pedestrian traffic, I used the wooded path. During my trek I heard, maybe three people working. They have about a mile some blocked. I think they don't want taxpayers to know that the group selected is slower than evolution. I think that they ought to put up the start of walls and let them evolve at a faster rate than they are constructing them. I think the Parks & Rec are doing the work. 14 managers, 7 assistant managers, 4 leaders, 1 worker.
This lonely little ball was either lost by the high water or by the high wind, either way -- lost to its owner.
On what had been the trail, there were post grills much like you would see in some state parks. It is old and here, inaccessible.
This is a falcon's nest. One of the parents was following me around. I guess it was protecting the nest and watching to see if I hunted, gutted and left food for the bird. The young birds made a lot of noise, making them easy to find.
I photographed this log years ago with my 35mm with a chipmunk on it. Here, it is still around ... still a nursery for ants.
nice clear deer print
Oil? Oh, no! Alert the media so they can go into a tyrat about the ecology and the dangers of pollution and the destruction of humanity and...
stepping away from that, there are many natural causes for "oily" appearing water and mud.
Decaying matter, including and especially animals leave such a mess. Animals' excrement is also nasty stuff. It also could be plant-based oils and it might be worm goo. I wouldn't put it past someone or group to go into a tizzy over such a find.
If you will note here, for those worried about the ecology, the small creek here is ... dum, dum, dum, dum ... clear! The ground water is OK. The river, however gets runoff from many locations, businesses and farms. Do not drink it, eh! Think ... Ganges River.
Muse, in front of the Botantical Gardens.
How Fort Wayne gets drinkable water -- filteration plant. In my experience, better tasting that Indianapolis, SW Allen County, Warsaw, and many other parts of Indiana.
In a small now-vacant lot, there are rows of flowers ... planted by someone. I assume the owner.
Although I wouldn't want the well water or the propane for heat or the septic system, this is, nonteheless a quaint little house. (New Haven, IN)
Runoff gives Fort Wayne interesting strata. Typically mud and clay, here you can see sand from high water.
I am sure that some animal (s) sleep here.
Cathedral downtown Fort Wayne, sunset
St. Paul's church, Fort Wayne, IN
downtown and cathedral, Fort Wayne, IN

it no longer likes me

my stomach .... it must hate me. Two days now, at night, my stomach pains ... ouch, I'm unhappy it makes clear with inside punches and a solid feel, bricks forming in a kiln. What gives? I didn't eat anything odd ... what is it?

doesn't that beat all?

Some researchers claim that you can beat some cancer by beating off. I guess some are more therapy-driven than others. How did they test it. "So, tell me sir... how often do you whack off?"

"Dude, I've jacked it twice since I've been here."

Perhaps they collected and some were more, um... giving than others. How would you like to be on that team? Constantly having to remind people that the sink, soap, disinfectant are over there.

Yeah .... that's what we did!

Drug sales at a high school. That isn't very newsworthy, though I'm glad they got caught. What is newsworthy is the "adults" being fooled with the witnesses' lies.

'Yeah, see ... I bought the drugs with money, then pitched the drugs.'

Um ... I don't think so.

to be presidente de Iran

First: provoke, advocate, and teach violence.
Second: Denounce America
Third: expand your territory
Four: repeat

In step two, denouncing America, the prez questions the United States' version of 9/11. That makes sense coming from a man and government who wants to kill America, Israel, oh and any other non-Shiite Muslims. I mean, that alone makes him credible, right?

belated Happy Easter

concentrate on "stinc"

Resident Evil Extinction. Boy, you'd be surprised, it wasn't at all good. It stunk, though I expected nothing from it. Opening battle -- useless. So she is lured to a site with armed people. One man was going to rape her, but is instantly killed. They don't rape her then, but knock her out, drop her into a hole with undead dogs that she kills and lets the others kill her kidnappers.

So why did they lure one of the few remaining humans to a trap for rape? Moreover, how can anyone be fat if there is virtually no food remaining? I won't continue on why it was bad.

Yep -- had cuties: Claire, Alice, KMart ... et al. but not worth watching

I got it, you got it

I got Rick Roll'd by Scott today.

So I'm Muppet Rollin' you all!

masterful job of bleeping us

one of the best Joker's I've seen

gravely disturbing

Well, what I didn't know was that some places don't place sod over graves, leaving you wonder if they graves were disturbed or if zombies do exist. I would accept that January doesn't lead to green grave sites, but July 2007 ought to have grass, right?

On my walk today, I saw a very small graveyard. Sadly, vandals got to it sometime. Likely it was one of the graveyards mentioned in Crime Stoppers when several were ruined in a single year. While the dead don't need headstones, there is no value in destroying them. I hope they find the persons and have them pay to restore the markers.

odds and ends from many walks

I have stayed to it ... still, with my daily walks. I generally walk around 3-4 miles in a shot, going out 1-3 times, trying to vary my trip each time.

Is it any wonder, I've got too much time on my hands
found in the leaves in Franke Park -- Wonder bread bag
Yohne Rd. creek (ditch)
World War II memorial plaque at fire station on Old Trail Rd.
ditch on Baer Rd., widened by the rain
Do you need a set of white wall tires, are you going to drive the miracle mile?
Buried from high river runoff, St. Mary's River
Interestingly, there is a high level of sand here

I didn't bother photographing the large amount of straw found here and at Foster Park, high wind and river run off, but from what location originally?
This may be river runoff, but oddly the wheel and barrow part are close ... too far from residential are for "daily" use
Nice tree at Swinney Park West
connects Swinney Park East to Swinney park tennis courts
if the glove in this trash does not fit, you must acquit
Baer Field Raceway, large tires near tree
small falls from high rain runoff
The only time in my life I will be tall
near Baer Field, swampy like Fort Wayne was originally
near Baer Field, swampy like Fort Wayne was originally
broken and worn trees, Swinney Park
stone wall, Swinney Park West
stone wall, Swinney Park West
old stone bridge, Yohne Rd.
it is unclear how old it is ... I guess 50s
same bridge as above
permanent fixture from quarry
temporary runoff falls, Baer Road
spillover from driveway to street
sledding, now?
disc golf basket --- a little difficult to reach or see
railroad bridge, River Greenway, near Jefferson Blvd.
railroad bridge, River Greenway, near Jefferson Blvd.
car stuck in mud ... okay plastic riding play car for child
nice wooden bridge, Swinney Park West
old bridge, Mechanic St.
Perry Randell, Swinney Park
old shoe along retaining wall
long-since derelict building, houses this quite broken bike
old bridge, smells of tar on Yoder Rd.
owners of the land ...
poachers
thieves of lumber

who knows
nature in process of recycling metal
Jefferson bridge, Rivergreenway
log cabin near Swinney house
old remains of buildings
River Greenway
Charlie Brown's famous kite-eating tree
Jefferson bridge, River Greenway
plaque for Johnny Appleseed
basketball hoop, thrown over retaining wall
This was near a house with "cop" spray painted on the garage

I think I'll stick with, "jerks" although something far more plain and rude would be better.
a jockey riding cap ... how odd
trash, river runoff or discarded
XXL, not unusual
this might have had cold beer
fridge pitched into creek
Foster
it's American English for Foster
Foellinger plaque at theater
higher than normal water at ditch
fire station remembers their fallen
Orchard Ridge golf course
disc golf baskets

oddly in a row
Franke Park pond overflow
mysterious creek, now looks almost pretty
creek leads to golf course
caution tape --- trash or scene long-since forgotten
deeply buried tire near St. Mary's River
nice wooden bridge, Swinney Park West but blocked by mud
found, River Greenway
barrel near houses
barrel of fun?
deflated ball
like my ego