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I am Alive Forever and always Essence Rebirth Renewal
I have earth to ground me I have wind to move me I have fire to cleanse
my spirit I have rain to quench my thirst for growth
I have sun to enlighten me feed me I am my own mother
and an extension of the whole I am Earth wind
rain sun fire I am as old as life and I am as young
as time I am shelter to those who seek me I am a bird a flower and the breath
of the earth itself I am exactly where I want to be I am life
I am first and last the beginning and the end I am one from many
I am what I am I live I grow and I die. I am Reborn unto myself
I am the great circle
My limbs know no
Boundaries; while
My leaves whisper
The one truth of the
Whole through the
Seasons changing
Colors that I wear
Upon my heart's
Sleeve, I'm home
To Earth Mother's
Melodious Life; I
Sing for the whole
World to hear - trees
Are Earth Mother's Song
Blowing 'round the leafy
Globe; eyes of the world song
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ Of the Mother breath of the living soul of the earth }}}}}}}}}}}}
***Senses evoked here are: Touching, Tasting, Hearing, Smelling and Seeing
***Elements evoked are: Water, Wind, Earth Metal, and Fire
Copyright © Kristin Reynolds | Year Posted 2008
When winter paints those frosty ferns on my windowpane
I find myself a little girl up on your lap again
In that old house, where you wove that coloured tapestry
With all the glorious memories of your life upon the sea
With weathered palm so deeply etched with every season past
You rubbed a porthole in the center of the frosted glass
Where outside in splendour lie a winter-wonderland
As halos rose above your head from a pipe bowl in your hand
And there upon a rocking chair as smoke rings filled the air
We rocked across a sea of dreams wind tangled in our hair
To lands I'd never been before we stepped upon those shores
And through your eyes I saw each one and still I wanted more
The morning passed in dreams between two pairs of eyes of green
As the world outside held its breath in a sea of snowy cream
And when the chill of winter melted from the windowpane
The whistling kettle on the stove brought us home again
You held my hand and looked at me with that twinkle in your eyes
And told me you would be my Captain 'til the day I died
So when winter paints those frosty ferns on my windowpane
I find myself a little girl up on your lap again
Written: Jan 15, 2011
Author: Elaine George
First Place in Brian Strand's contest: Let's See
4th Place In - Anything goes contest
In loving memory of my Dear Papa 'Captain James George'.
Authors Note:
When I was a child of three, I Went to live for a year with my Grandparents in Nova
Scotia. At that time my Grandfather was a retired Sea Captain of a Three Mast
Schooner. He had spent most of his life at sea, taking lumber and coal to New
Brunswick and various ports in the U.S. and in the winter months, would carry on to
pick-up and deliver cargo in the West Indies. Although my time with him was short,
the memories we shared have comforted me through-out the years.
Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2011
He stands upon the salty,slippery deck,
Yelling yaargh matey ,
with a halfhearted pirate drawl.
He's not to impressed with himself,
not an eyepatch or wooden leg,
not even a hooked claw.
The parrot on his shoulder,
is a wannabee,
a sparrow that fell from the Crowsnest,
from high up above.
It has no quips ,or spikes,
or pirate quotes,
just nesting on his shoulder
with birdly kind of love.
Aye captain the crew responds,
snapping to their chores.
Tend the wheel ,lash the mainsail,
take the soundings
less we hit a reef.
The sea going life is not for every man,
walking the plank,storms and rickets.
Crabs in your knickers ,
really give you grief.
Aah but when the wind fills the sails to bursting,
yards of canvas strain to be free.
And the ropes play ,sea going music
of a tension melody.
A song that captures
every young buccaneers heart ,
and soul and fancy.
For the music of the wanderers life,
an endless expanse of blue,
bravehearts and fearless men find,
quite a bit too chancy.
Black Beard,Yellow Beard,
the famous Captain Blood,
were all fearless pirates of their day.
He truly knows that he can be,
a great one too.
If he could ever find that bleeping map,
and escape this landlocked bay.
Copyright © Jim Skinner | Year Posted 2007
I looked up at a silver moon
Peering through a cloud of misty gloom
As we sailed across the Atlantic Sea
That fateful night in June
And as I stood upon the bow
A furrow crossed my troubled brow
When I saw a dying star fall from the sky
As the wind out of the north
Began to cry
'Twas then with fearful heart
I came at last to realize
That we were sailing
On a wave of ill-tidings
Known as 'The Devil's Tide'
For no omen of the sea
Brought more fear than thee
A fallen star - a silver moon
Together in the month of June
If legend true would surely bring us doom
So with no trace of land in sight
We sailed onward through the night
I - the Captain 'Louie Lou'
With my faithful crew
Aboard the 3 mast schooner 'Angel - of the Blue'
On canvas wings we flew
Upon the wailing wind that blew
Then suddenly a hush of malaise
Crushed the summer night
Filling all the crew with dreadful fright
As all the stars in heaven lost their light
And the silver moon dipped completely out of sight
Leaving us to drift without guidance
To our unknown plight
An eerie sound began to roll out of the west
Growing louder and louder as we held our breath
Until it was upon us and the ship began rise
As we looked in horror into the Devil's eye
As the Angel of the Blue began to fly
Up the Devil's breast she climbed 20 fathoms high
One by one the Angel's wings were torn away
As she fought to save us from the Devil's rage
Screams of horror falling from her timber sides
As the crew fell into the Devil's tide
And I - tethered to the helm - watched them die
As we climbed even higher into the Devil's eye
And as the Angel's body creaked and cracked
We finally scaled the crest and rode upon the Devil's back
Just before I fainted and my world went black
I woke up in the morning high on a mountain side
Never knowing just how I had survived
knowing only that my Angel and my crew had died
Many years have come and gone since then
And I am forever haunted by each and every one of them
My faithful crew and my mighty 'Angel of the Blue'
I see their faces in my dreams
As I awaken to their screams
Wishing, too - that I had died
But someone had to live
To tell the tale of the 'Devil's Tide'.
Author: Elaine George
Entry for contest: Legends
Awarded: First Place
Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2007
It's a wonderful feeling as you gladly air your sweet melody
The canticle of your ebbs is heard from your sweet glee
Children shriek with laughter as they feast in haste
Adults lay down to feel your scent and enjoy the rest.
The blue sky is the reflection of your innate beauty
The Mighty Creator had laid you down there for everybody
Your smiles spark in different hue of blue and green
But at snap of fingers, your splendor has been stolen
The clear blue sky draws its huge curtain on your sight
As the spilled oil tinges and oozes its ominous color of the night
The sun sets in the middle of the day, does he go and ask for help?
Scream is heard when you're left alone in yelp
The dawn has to come; yet, you're still down there and helpless
But waves rise up collecting your strength which scattered into pieces
Your calmness echoes in hope as you keep yourself in prayer
That someone will take you out from an odious nightmare
Soon you've a glimpse of light from afar, just out there
The sun's vigilant call lighting up the hearts of every scavenger
Shining brightly once more as they work on amelioration in short range
You realize that sadness and pains are transient in this world of change
The sun finally opens the curtain for a clearer and brighter sky
The scavengers work hand-in-hand, in starvation they're afraid to die
Waves move towards the shore shaking their ears like cute puppies
Taking care of sea creatures and throwing all unwanted wastes.
The Mighty Creator is so good, He always let the sun shines again,
Through prayers and strong faith, hope will be strengthen
And when humans, the stewards work with nature in perfect harmony
A brighter tomorrow comes in His Divine Mercy.
April 26, 2013
Second Place
Contest: Enlightenment, Hope and Harmony
Judged: 4/29/2013
Sponsor: Russell Sivey
Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2013
When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier to walk through, Every light shining is so pure and true. Guidence forever are the stars in the sky, With them we find our places lifted so high. Forever is the moon to cast light upon us all, We become encouraged to stand firm and tall. The stars shine with no regrets, When the sun sets.
When the sun sets, Shining its powerful light it never forgets. Though light fades to darkness, It comes about with alertness. Shadows before the eye can see, The little shining light is enough to set us free. Sometimes we are afraid to walk alone in the dark, From which we were given a caustic remark. Guidance Forever is the changing of dark and light, It helps us to be strong and make one last fight. Forever are the shadows lurking at every turning point, If we give in it is ourselves we disappoint. Shining its powerful light it never forgets, When the sun sets.
When the sun sets, The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects. All the animals of the sea, Come forth creating a musical harmony. The waves crash upon the shore, Washing up new sand to the ocean floor. Its a beautiful site to see, The ocean sounds are calmingly free. Who's to say the ocean isn't peaceful get away, Its a calming place to relax and stay. The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects, When the sun sets.
Copyright © Tyler Knapp | Year Posted 2012
Tossed upon blank beaches
like men without souls,
shell fragments littering the sand.
Each broken shell once could sing
lyrics lilting of glories past,
tales spun in Dresden colors,
soft, shimmering memories -
blissful days beneath shining seas.
In broken men who walk the earth,
vignettes I view . . .
shattered beauty every one.
August 3, 2014
Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014
Open the windows.
Open the doors.
Let the glorious sunshine in.
Remove the dust.
From the floors.
Listen, the birds are singing.
A happy, happy tune.
In April, May and June.
Live life to the full.
It's never dull.
Feel the vibrations.
And the thrill.
Over whelming you.
Stirring your soul.
Lifting you up.
To where you belong.
Begin the day with a song.
Life is wonderful and a joy.
It's there for you to enjoy.
To the country side.
And the sea., I go.
I hope to meet you there, you know..
I feel I want to shout out loud.
To thank, whoever made it so.
Made nature grow.
The sun to glow.
The flowers to bloom.
Come out of your lonely room.
I hope to see you soon.
Copyright © Norman Purvis | Year Posted 2007
(In the words of a happy little mermaid)
I slide through silky cerulean seas
Silently swimming wherever I please;
I glide through water with buttery ease,
With skin that is smoother than ivory keys.
There are secret gardens I love to explore
Far below the world on the ocean floor,
Where are colors no man has seen before
Hidden in an underwater treasure store.
Deeper down in the sea, where I go on a whim,
The light is so far it is grayish and dim;
There the masts of shipwrecks rise dark and slim,
And coins of gold line passages I swim.
On tropical islands with flowing waves
I play in uncharted, mysterious caves,
Or nap in the sunlight's golden rays
In a silent shoal on balmy days.
I pick pretty flowers to put in my hair
And splash in the shallows with never a care;
The droplets shine like diamonds in the air,
Rising and falling like a crystal flare.
When the day is over, the dolphins sing mass
And the sun sets fire on the leaping bass,
Then I lie in a bed much clearer than glass
And pray a sweet dream for this mermaid lass.
Copyright © Isaiah Zerbst | Year Posted 2014
Here further down the hillside slope
Down close to the creek with hope
My husband bought a house, land
Fenced in and made many plans
Subdued the land to cow pasture
And planted a garden, fruit trees sure
Fathered another child to call him sir
The creek seemed to like the stir
Enjoyed the children for a little while___
Loved them so that it made her smile
Today she loves grandchildren the same
No girls there are in frills ___tame
The creek keeps on flowing to the sea
The land is mostly stripped of trees
(This is my adaptation of Robert Frost's poem "The Birthplace". I hope that it does not insult
his work.)
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2010
a cold winter's breath
freezing limbs in the bare woods ---
bone chilled finger points
Russell Sivey
NOTE: I really like this poem, one of my favorites! Submitted: 2/17/2012
CONTEST BY: Juxtaposition Haiku
SPONSOR : Charles Henderson
Entrant into PD's "Only #1 poems... For #1 contest winners only.." contest
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
In winter's white, as angels cry
for early spring to warm the wind,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned.
For early spring to warm the wind,
at Valentine's romantic calls,
in love, the bitter frost has thinned,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls.
At Valentine's romantic calls,
rebirth of nature's light divine,
where dancers twirl amid stone walls,
and blossoms pastel shades recline.
Rebirth of nature's light divine,
when day equals the hours of night,
and blossoms pastel shades recline,
to hail the queen of May in light.
When day equals the hours of night,
a summer's sun will come to play,
to hail the queen of May in light,
we chant and sing along the way.
A summer's sun will come to play,
so life can grow as gods decreed,
we chant and sing along the way,
with warmth and light our hunger feed.
So life can grow as gods decreed,
the rays of sun on seeds we've sown,
with warmth and light our hunger feed,
the wealth of harvest is our own.
The rays of sun on seeds we've sown,
in autumn breeze that chills the heat,
the wealth of harvest is our own,
as gold and red belies our feet.
In autumn breeze that chills the heat,
a year that ends with blessed Samhain,
as gold and red belies our feet,
the call of Ancient's name to reign.
A year that ends with blessed Samhain,
to bring to life with gentle sigh,
the call of Ancient's name to reign,
in winter's white, as angels cry.
Copyright © Jemmy Farmer | Year Posted 2009
My fingers grasp at the void, empty-handed...
My heart lingers at hollowness, emptied out...
reminiscent when time got wrinkled, worn
when night and day left,
and only nothing remained.
The embers of my burning words
wither into the palest of ashes,
it makes me think of dead skin cells—
they are nothing but dust
sloughed off, then piled up into dusty corners, forgotten.
Minuteness discarded, a lover's crumbling skeleton.
A noise barrage invades my soul's silence,
an onslaught of thought and reason—
A wailing, pounding, desert squall that drowns me,
shattering the dam of tranquility.
I plunge back into this abyss of loneliness.
Of course nobody's there.
They have all been long gone.
And here I am, with only this vast void as my company.
It whispers, it screams
and echoes into my mind,
what they've all been saying all along,
that I brought this upon myself.
Maybe I did. Of course I did.
Of course I did. Maybe I did.
Back and forth, back forth it goes...
I seek sanctuary in dreams,
for it is only there that my sea of loneliness
becomes a sea of ecstatic happiness...
I seek sanctuary in dreams,
for it is only there that I am welcome.
Touch me Not! Noli me tangere.
Wake me not...
Silence has blocked your ears.
The shattering of my heart was unperceived,
so I am left alone to take extreme care of these countless shards.
I can't afford to hurt anymore, as I have done to the others.
With my words. With my long-winding, droning and ever-boring words.
The death-inducing kind of boring.
And only nothing cared to remain.
I am left with no choice but to be one with this nothingness,
flow along its waves, imbibe it and become it. Nix.
Let me evaporate, let me join that cycle of seeming nothingness.
That nothing, that stark quiet before the storm.
Breathe deep into that void.
Inhale nothing.
Hear nothing. See nothing. Say nothing.
Then wait...
Can you feel me now?
As nothing touches you.
*** This was inspired from Catie's "Nothing Remains". In choosing this, in no
way am I saying that her poem needs improvement. It is brilliant as it is. I chose this poem of hers because it moved me and spoke to me. Thank you, Catie.
Copyright © binibining P.iNk | Year Posted 2012
As I lay at night, across my bed,
Thoughts roaming back to you.
I dream about what lies ahead,
Your smile, your eyes, sea blue....
Thoughts roaming back to you,
My love grows deeper still.
Your smile, your eyes, sea blue,
Brighten up my world so real....
My love grows deeper still,
With words you choose so sweet.
Brighten up my world so real,
You make my life complete...
With words you choose so sweet,
How could I deny your love?
You make my life complete,
Your a gift from God above....
How could I deny your love?
After all that we have shared.
Your a gift from God above,
Even though, we are so scared....
After all that we have shared,
Each day I love you more.
Even though, we are so scared,
These feelings we can't ignore....
Each day I love you more,
Recalling sweet words you've said.
These feelings we can't ignore,
As I lay at night, across my bed....
Copyright © dixie fallin | Year Posted 2011
My prints are visible for now as I press the soaked sand
Breathing in the cured sea air
I hear the silent roar of its mighty movement
Disobedient curves imbuing in an aquamarine blue
Rhythmic grains of tamed shells
So violently arranged in a thing of beauty along the beaten shore
One should feel powerless against its perimeter
As the constant ascension changes the beach slowly over time
So to do I feel an ever so mellow shift of mind
The sea is an ever so predictable place
With an unpredictable aim
Every bit true for life
Copyright © Laura Mckenzie | Year Posted 2010
22 June 2010
A Breakaway
For mankind has the power to think big
History puts them in the pedestal of their career
Aimless drifting until fatally engaged into drilling rig
Raised a surface at the heart of the sea to exploit oil on its frontier
Oil wells at the deepest sea-bed formed million years ago
Also a marine habitat that proliferate at the cold bottom
Rendezvous for waterfowl and aquatic mammals arrived apropos
To add spectacle to the blue water, as accustomed
The fresh water flowing in a cascade of sparks
The sea free access to an ocean while some in landlocked
Life on Earth comes in the seas and we proceed to embark
As ocean currents supply the heat energy round the clock
Many ritually unclean substances are passing into oceans
Adulterating the purity of water in its freshness
Oil spills from off-shore and tanker spread discoloration
Suffocating marine life and ingesting illness
Chronicling ecological cycle literally affect food chain
Stripping resistant from their organic structure and suffer
From the toxins of oil spill prevents water replenishment
Coating aquatic surface with stain holding tougher
A closer look are dying birds and aquatic mammals
Leaving a baleful mark on the waterways
Cleaning up the breakdown oil is costly and fatal
That I may see no more escalating sense of bad omen into the ocean's forays
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Copyright © Noel Villarosa | Year Posted 2010
Echoing seas rise,
I settle in for the eve
on a boat of memories.
I float parallel
to the perilous breaking
of tides, crashing near the shore.
Unaware of risk,
I dream under starlit sky,
reflections of yesteryear.
Joyful days of youth
sparkle on the ocean waves
embracing me with their glow.
Rocked by endless sea,
each wave is a mystery
bearing life and aged secrets.
Divulging desires
and nature's rhythm of truth
into the depths of my soul.
Ev'ry starlit night,
you will find me here.
I am free, one with the sea.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, July 29, 2012
for On the Ocean Waves Contest (Francine Roberts)
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012
The ship left the dock but in the darkness and all alone
In the open seas she circled again and again
With no light to guide her along the way and her direction uncharted
She sadly returned back to the only security she's ever known
And to the passengers not yet ready to be left alone
Though her journey short and unfulfilled
Hope still hangs in her midst that one day she will brave the rough waters
Long enough to find the Island Of Unlived Dreams
Copyright © Michelle Seher | Year Posted 2007
There was once a maiden who lived by the sea
with lustrous lips that dried too soon
like early dew perched on a tree .
She once was beautiful with skin so fair
A veil of lilacs covered her hair.
Her eyes the brightest of moonglow beams
Her voice, a drifting wave on a late night breeze.
Her dimpled smile lit each dark alley
Her carefree spirit reached every valley.
This little maiden had never married
though noble blood her womb has carried.
Undressed from innocence, her tender flesh
has felt the warmth of drunken breath.
His fingertips exposed her neck
and then trailed down along her back.
She couldn't move, She couldn't scream
At last, She ran not to be seen.
She ran so fast to be set free
She raised her son, lone by the sea.
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015
Feathered wings to slice the sky
leaving a cloud residue trail
Shadow the size of a dime on the water
blends into the waves as they sail
Perfume of ancients in salt crested waves
carried toward heavenly things
Rise up like fury to catch the next trip
on the back of the albatross wings.
Albatross flying like a bright white balloon
let loose from a child's hand
So close to be captured but just far away
to be lost from our view where we stand.
A beacon of sea life, a voice in the wind
at attention and ready to dive
Feathers of flight, dormant by night
"till the waves crashing morning arrive.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
Gazing at the stars
in a beautiful night sky,
she feels the silent wind
slowly passing by.
As the cool gentle breeze
caresses her skin,
it ruffles her dress
again and again.
As the waves from the ocean
cover the sand,
the wind sways her hair
as she brushes it with her hand.
She stands with a smile
in the light of the moon,
hoping the breeze
will come back soon.
Copyright 2007 INSIGHTS by R. A. Jones - Published by Publish America
Copyright © Roderick Antonio Jones | Year Posted 2006
I bent over to touch my toes
and the ground tore open like a backbone.
I tried to feed myself the sky;
to splice my tearducts into the universe
so that, when the pavement cried, it would mean something to me.
My fingernails punctured that slimy membrane
congealed with stars,
and I brought a slice of it to my lips,
hot and slippery like a jellyfish.
Peach juice, chalky-sweet, flowed,
fleshy particles snagged in my teeth,
and the colors erupted within my mouth.
Synthesia took over my lungs.
The hollows between my knuckles flooded with synovia
and all the ectoplasm threatened to separate from my cells
with a sound like thunder.
Diphthong tasted rusty like leukoplakia as it tiptoed across my tongue.
Tomorrow rose like the skeletons of trees,
groping for a feeling similar to catharsis
[catharsis tender as the broken wings of doves,
crunching underfoot like shattered glass.]
The clouds opened their thunderous maws
- teeth snicker-snacking, lamplight-eyes flaming the color of E#'s -
and consumed me.
I felt my skin turn to something other than skin:
thick and rough with scales,
my fingerprints melting into something waxen, smooth and opaque,
like pomegranate kisses on coffee mugs.
A feeling ignited deep in my structure;
cedillas blossoming like lilies from my lips,
fragmented sentences stretching taut as guitar strings
between my thumb and forefingers.
A flutter gentle and demonic as Calcifer erupted from my system
- splattering hot and frothing into my hand -
and fluid rushed in.
I dared to taste oblivion,
and the sky swallowed me.
My lungs failed to be lungs.
They flooded with caustic matter,
and I coughed up reflections sharp as fiberglass;
fighting with organs phthisical and sore.
I struggled to find a way to describe it:
the feeling of consuming something greater than yourself,
of opening your eyes and tasting the sound of rain.
It was like swimming,
but inside out.
I bent over to touch my toes,
and my spine tore open;
the loose laces unraveling, veterbrae poking out
like the tines of forks.
I tried to contort myself into the beginning,
but I only found where I end.
Copyright © Elizabeth Nathaniel | Year Posted 2012
The greatest holiday gift I ever received
Goes back so many, many years
Before my life became turmoiled
And before my tears for fears
I was a child like many out there
Torn, strewn and split of kin
Mother and father in differences
Confused at seven, wearing their same skin
For I was one of the lucky ones
To a Highland Estate I would go
It's on the west coast of Scotland
Where my holidays desired me so
Secretly I internally smiled
For a whisper of where I was heading
To live with a movie star hero
No longer my life was in dreading
We were picked up by a man so fine
His manners were an absolute joy
Regimental he was in his approach
To me, just a seven year old boy
We travelled through the village of Plockton
Crystal clear waters edged to it's shore
I knew from this very moment
Being here ebbed previous family sores
On entering his house I was in awe
Movie pictures came to my view
They were images of James Bond
At seven I was totally through
A voice called to me
Hey James! sit down and I'll tell you me
Still in circles in walking awe
This is what he told thee
My name is Patrick Dalzel Job
In the Second World War I served
But this recognition I bestow
Humbles me to it's deserve
This honour that's been given
Was blessed by a colleague in war
What desired Ian Fleming to be so striven
Possibly, what we were fighting for
We served on the same destroyer
Fighting to make the future free
His tribute, in his novels I became
James Bond, it's incredibly me
Not many seven year olds have stayed with James Bond.
This seven year old Scot's boy has, maybe I learnt?
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2012
Sifting warm sand
through my fingers,
shimmering fine grains
glitter my palm.
filled with life's memories
of nut brown days
of summer.
A soft silk breeze
formed dunes
with our dreams
that summer
when we danced to the stars.
My heart laced yours
listening to the sea
undulating waves of emotion
as we kissed
on the velvet strand.
I still hear
the rhythm of the ocean.
Waves tumbling in unison,
a sweeping sound
gently caressing
as we lay silently
listening to sand
shifting over stone
to the faint chiming
of seashells.
My first love
a sea salted embrace
on a breast of sand.
The memories
forever held
in the sand
in glitter on my hand.
Copyright © Eiken Laan | Year Posted 2011
Together the Owl and the PusyCat were married
Then again sailed out over the deep blue seas
Searching forever for the great Land of Nod,
To the place where they could find true peace.
True peace, true peace… Where they could find true peace.
The love that twined forever within their hearts
They sought throughout all the wonderous lands
Going to the place where they would live in peace,
A place where true peace, rules and lives in the hearts of the land.
The land, the land… Where true peace lives in the heart of the land.
Alas, the love of the heart, though truly not easy to find…
Is easier to find than the love of peace, found throughout the land.
So it's said they will continue to sail, until that day comes true,
And when they land for the final time, will be up to me and you.
Me and you, me and you… That day will be up to me and you.
Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2012
When i was just a young boy,my sister i did go see,
She had married a fisherman,they lived of the sea.
Every morning at four A.M ,he would be up and out the door,
Heading for that fishing shack, just along the shore.
Making sure there was enough gas, to get him there and back,
Checking to see if the oars were on board, life jackets were in the sack.
He asked if i would like to go,to see how fishermen pulled thier nets,
I said sure count me in,will i need some mits?
A rain coat in case it rains,a long pair of rubber boots,
He said ok your ready,once we are out there it will be a hoot.
We started out from the wharf ,the sea it was calm,
He said its going to be a good day,we may even catch some clams.
Just out side the harbor,the sea got a little rough,
He seen the worry in my eyes, said awwwww your tough.
If you feel the need ,to lean over the side,
Dont be ashamed, its happen to me when i was just a boy.
When we got to the point ,where land we could no longer see,
We found the markers for his nets ,It was the only thing red in the deep blue sea.
We began to pull the nets over the side, taking fish off as they come,
Baiting the hooks as they went back in so there will be more fish on the next run.
Then all of sudden the wind came up,the waves got even bigger,
My stomach was starting to turn,and i was feeling sicker.
So in haste , he turned the small boat around and headed for land,
I was never so happy, when my feet hit the sand.
I said sorry but fishing isent the life for me,
But thank you so much for letting me see.
So a fishermans life isent for everyone ,thats true,
Of i go to try something new.
Copyright © Alan Fitz | Year Posted 2008
Castle In The Sand
Waves besiege the shore
As crashing long lost lovers--
Lonely lions roar--
Salty cling of sultry air
Glistens as sunlight weakens...
Latte-coloured sand
Reveals waving fiddler crab
The male--his Huge hand--
Tempting females to his lair,
His deep castle in the sand.
~by deborah burch©
*Note: the fiddler crab
they mate every two weeks...the male stands outside his two-foot deep elaborate burrow in the sand (castle) and waves his very enlarged claw enticing all females who pass by...when one shows interest, she stops for a second or two...stares at him...and he goes in to his castle, comes out and repeats this a few times until she makes up her mind....lol...once he has convinced a female, he seals the door to his castle, and there they stay...well, for a while...lol...db
Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2012
I starts me life as pirate,
A grommet before age twelve,
Not an ordinary bandit,
High sea adventures me delve.
With a Letter of Marque in me han'
And the Commodore for me pa!
I spends dogwatch near the helmsman,
Nerey missin' me bonny ma.
Old salts tell their gory tales,
Aye, dogs hanging from the gallows.
Punishments for a man who fails
Floggings or keelhaul; blood bath follows.
Scrimshaw hangin' 'round me neck.
A privateer by trade,
Flaunting booty on the deck
We's the scallywags brigade.
Pirateering is me heartthrob.
I dreams schemes in the crows nest.
'bout takin' swag from an unfortunate swab.
I sits watchin' pa from the crest.
Long nines aimed and ready,
Jolly Roger on the mainmast,
Headway fast and steady,
The enemy's fate forecast.
One for all and all for one!
Drinkin' grog an' eatin' grub.
Werkin' on the "Morning Sun"
Me father at the hub.
Davy Jone's locker, me final plight!
Death drifting in me beloved sea –
Straightway from the dark of night
The pirate's life for me!
© July 15, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010
. . . . . .
..................................A surfaced "Happily Ever After"...........................................
.......................................Forgave, but wont forget...............................................
.......................................Crying as my heart prys.................................................
.......................................A lifetime of yearning........................................................
.........................................Forever dissapearing ......................................................
. . . D r a g g e d U n d e r T h e T i d e . . .
Copyright © Catherine Adams | Year Posted 2009
Never a day goes by when she walks the shore alone
Grief stricken she has become now his spirits having flown
Seafaring was in his blood, ancestral like his past
For the seas take no prisoners, life very seldom lasts
Never a day goes by when she walks the shore alone
Her heart forever tormented for his seed shall never be sown
She weeps constantly for the love that grew with her soul
To grow old in their marriage, having children their only goal
Never a day goes by when she walks the shore alone
Loyalty in her remains as the past decades have always shown
The stone that now lays in remembrance, stands battered and worn
For the seas display their wrath, leaving the future of some unborn


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In Stackin Paper 2, Genesis is out for blood and redemption. He's on a mission to get retribution on the person responsible for murdering his best friend and to make it back to the love he left behind, Talisa. But as he closes in on his enemy the Feds begin closing in on him.
While CoCo sits alone in her jail cell, her regret turns to rage. As she begins putting the pieces to the puzzle together, it becomes apparent that the people she trusted the most were the ones who betrayed her.
Will Genesis and CoCo get revenge on the people responsible for bringing them down or will their payback cost them everything they love.
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Tazzyt2bossye "A Book Junkie fiending for a g… Says
Genesis Taylor murdered his abusive father defending his pregnant mother. He became a statistic while serving seven years at a juvenile facility in Pemberton, New Jersey. Betrayed by his mother and left for dead, young Genesis' heart is hardened and he pledges to focus only on `getting that paper.'
Undeterred by life's hellacious blows, Genesis gains a major break in the game by robbing two stick up kids. Genesis' best friend, Deuce, joins him in his quest to dominate the drug scene. A beneficial bond is formed when Genesis meets twins, Coco and Chanel, who have major clout due to their deceased father's legacy. Genesis' only has one use for women, he never allows any attachments to distract him from his original game plan. Attending a party with the twins, Genesis is spellbound by a mysterious and enchanting female, only to find that she's the companion of Arnez, a very powerful and cruel man . After spending a peaceful, yet innocent night holding Talisa in his arms, Genesis reluctantly backs off due to a serious warning from Coco. Or does he?
Deja's amazing literary skills are executed above and beyond in this captivating read as she lures you in with the sexy and thuggish Genesis. You're riveted to his story from the emotional beginning of the first page to the tumultuous last page which leaves you breathless, heartsick, and fiending for just a little more. She pens a myriad of issues beginning with abuse, murder, betrayal, romance, drug dealing, sex, obsession, and did I mention she managed to develop a love story in the midst of the mayhem… I've been a Deja fan since my introduction to Precious and Tyler. In following her literary accomplishments, the growth is evident and commendable, her storylines are fascinating, her characters are viciously mesmerizing as well as exciting, and her style is exemplary to say the least! I claim another best seller with this one!!! Genesis' introduction into the literary field is impressive and he is mos def `that dude.' Magnificente Deja!! Keep shining lil mama!!!
K. Augustine Says
The young life of a boy named Genesis Taylor is changed forever when he shot and killed his father in an attempt to save his pregnant mother's life. While serving time in a juvenile detention center for what was really self defense, his life is shattered once again when his seemingly ungrateful mother turns around and abandons him for what she thinks is a better life, severing all ties. Released at the age of eighteen Genesis is criminal minded and has plans to make large amounts of cash by selling drugs. Finally reaching some sort of success Genesis' operation is shut down by a mob of thieves. Intent on getting back the product and cash that was taken from him Genesis accidentally hits the drug lottery. He instantly skyrockets to the top of the drug game and before he knows it, he is out of product and meeting up with a new drug connect which surprisingly happens to be sexy twin sisters, CoCo and Chanel. Visiting the twins on business, Genesis runs into a beautiful woman named Talisa twice in two days. Not believing in coincidences he decides to make her his own. This is where the fun, and the real problems begin.
CoCo and Chanel are in a league of their own, thanks to their deceased father's clout. CoCo runs the show like a pro, and Chanel does the same with the heavy artillery. Besides looking exactly the same and dressing similarly, I'd say the twins are not much alike. CoCo is by far more talkative and seems more liked by the public, whereas Chanel is quiet and mysterious, but not in a good way. The twins are good friends with a influential man named Arnez, who just happens to be dating Genesis' love interest, Talisa. CoCo warns Genesis that Arnez is a man not to be messed with. Not only to protect her business investments with him but also because she eventually has a thing for him.
This fast paced novel seemed predictable at first, but as I kept reading it became apparent that predictable was furthest from the truth. With every twist and secret unfolded, readers are sure to fall in love with humble and business savvy Genesis, be curious about CoCo and Chanel, and want Talisa to finally leave controlling abusive Arnez.

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As the summer rains and mosquitoes move in take advantage of the end of South Florida's hiking season by heading on over to the Fern Forrest Nature Center in Margate, Florida. This is an amazing place to spend a few hours with the kids. Entrance to the 247 acre park is free and offers guests a serene respite from the hustle of the city. Take advantage of these last few cooler days of spring to take a walk along one of Fern Forests five trails.
Hiking trails include a low boardwalk through tropical hardwood hammock, and cypress-maple swamp. It is an ideal place to spot birds, armadillo and even turtles. The boardwalk is perfect for small children who may have difficulty navigating uneven trails. Listen carefully as you wonder easily on the boardwalk and the rougher often muddy Maple Walk Trail for the scratching of an armadillo or the knocking of a woodpecker.
Be sure to check out the marker board at the trail entrance to find out what kind of wildlife has been spotted recently. The marker board will also let you know the mosquito levels as the wetland trails are great breading grounds, so be prepared with protective clothing and repellent as these little blood suckers can be disease carriers.
The indoor nature center offers a chance to see a very large Indigo Snake. Indigo Snakes are a rare and threatened species in Florida and the nature center offers guests a chance to find just why they are so important to Florida's wildlife and its wetlands. The nature center offers several small exhibits demonstrating the importance and different types of habits are found South Florida.
Fern Forest Park offers guided tours, toddler programs, night walks and special events like Board Games in the Park on Sunday afternoons. Some of these programs have nominal fees that range between three to five dollars, and most are free. There are even opportunities for volunteers to come out and help with exotic plant species removal, trail maintenance, trail interpretation, and even clerical work for those who would rather not get dirty.


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College Hockey:Neumann tops Penn State outdoors at Citizens Bank Park
PHILADELPHIA — Under a late flurry of snowflakes, Neumann braved the frigid January conditions and bested Penn State 6-3 in an outdoor exhibition at Citizens Bank Park.
Playing on the same ice that hosted the NHL's Winter Classic just days before, both teams came out with a little extra energy and excitement on such a grand stage.
"I loved being outside [and] on the bench I caught myself just sort of watching and kind of felt like when I grew up back in Edmonton," said Guy Gadowsky, Penn State's first-year head coach. "I would have really loved to play and be out there. It was a great atmosphere tonight."
The NCAA Division III Knights faced a change of pace in playing Penn State, but took their opposition seriously in order to come out with a victory in this memorable event.
"With our team, we want to win every night," said Neumann junior forward Jordan Zalba. "It doesn't matter what team we play, we played Princeton earlier this year with every intention of beating them.
"We were here tonight to win, so any game we can we use as a stepping stone to get better. Penn State is no slouch team, either. They were a pretty good team tonight."
Zalba led the No. 8-ranked Knights with two goals, including a power-play tally with just ten seconds to go in the first period.
Neumann came out and won the first period 2-0, equaled their goal output in the second, and did the same again in the third in netting another two goals.
Head coach Dominick Dawes used all three of his goalies in the contest, with each getting a full period of action.
"I thought Matt Tendler came out and played well," said Dawes. "He made some saves. They came out pretty hard, so he did his job well. Ben Curley, he is a freshman, and it was the first he has really played all year, so it was a pretty big time situation for him, and I don't think the guys helped him much in the second period.
"And then Ross MacKinnon, he is coming off a big game and I thought he did a great job cleaning it up, making some big saves late. I thought all three played well."
Penn State is currently in its first year transitioning from Division I club competing in the American College Hockey Association. Next season, the Nittany Lions will be an independent Division I NCAA program before joining the Big Ten the following season, but had the chance to step up a level in caliber and play Neumann.
"I think we showed some rust, but at the same time, we played a very good team who exploited us a bit," said Gadowsky. "Neumann has proven how good they are, they won an NCAA national championship recently and they're ranked number 8 right now. They are a very good team and we expected that, but I thought we hung in there for sure. I would like to have another crack at them, but it was a good game."
Players on both teams were donning eye-black for the contest, an unusual sight beneath a hockey facemask, but it was just one of the steps taken to deal with this unique setup.
"It was interesting going out there in warm-ups and feeling around a bit," said PSU defenseman Brandon Russo. "I think the biggest difference between indoors and this rink is the peripheral vision we had. Looking up ice, it was kind of harder to see the puck, but we got used to it as the game progressed."
Both teams are back in action with a quick turn around, each playing on Friday of this week. Neumann (10-3-0) heads to SUNY-Brockport, while Penn State travels to Oklahoma to face the Sooners club team.
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Women's legs tend to be a trouble spot. More specifically, the thighs! Women tend to store more body fat in their lower bodies and those thunder thighs can be a woman's nemesis.
Luckily, even if you don't have a gym membership, there are a handful of exercises that can be done with no equipment, that shape the legs better than any machine out there!
- Lunges- yes, lunges. Walking lunges, alternating lunges, reverse lunges. All of them will do it. To do a lunge, take a large step and lower down onto the knee (as if you are going to propose). Push through the front heel to step forward and switch legs. Lunges require stability and can help shape the tush, as well as develop the quads and inner and outer thighs. Do sets of 25-50 to keep from getting bulky legs.
- Squats- squats are great for the front of the legs as well as hamstrings and glutes. A good place to learn a squat is to stand in front of a chair, sit back on the chair, and simply stand back up! To make it more difficult, lower so your tush barely touches the chair and then stand. Try to do a high number or reps with these too. To really challenge yourself, try to sit down and stand up on one leg!
- Plie Squats- this is a squat based on the ballet move, the "Plie" (plee-ay). Stand with feet wider than shoulder width apart and knees and toes turned out. Lower your body to parallel with chest up. Plie squats work that pesky inner-thigh area.
- Stair Climbing- besides burning extra calories and not getting stuck in an elevator, climbing stairs works those legs and glutes extremely well. Climbing up the stairs will activate the glutes, quads and even calves. Going back down puts more weight on the front of the legs, and do this enough times, you'll be sweating too! Find a good set of stairs (even at home) and walk up and down ten times. To progress you can try running up the steps or even skipping steps.
Do these exercises 3 days a week and in no time you'll have a much tighter and toned tush and gorgeous gams to go with those cute heels!


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How may of you all use the .22 for personnel defence or home defence? I'm thinking of adding one to my collection.
Thank in advance
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How may of you all use the .22 for personnel defence or home defence? I'm thinking of adding one to my collection.
Thank in advance
What is your reason for wanting a .22 for defense? It's way underpowered and poor in terms of stopping power. If you're serious about personal defense, get something .38/.380 as a minimum if this will be your primary weapon.
Now, I have heard that the P22 makes a real nice plinker.
Well then pick one up for her! But give her something a bit more effective for carry. The P22 is fun, but not a good choice for that use.
I really don't think it's a great idea. There are some cases of attackers being killed by a .22 but they are pretty few. IF someone were violently attacking you or her, their blow/stab/shot would in all likelihood still land before they even realized they were being shot. It just doesn't have the power to do enough damage to stop someone. Hell, there are a lot of arguments that a .32 or .380 doesn't either. I think her .38 is a great choice.
Have you thought of changing the grips on her .38? A lot of times different, fuller grips will reduce felt recoil a lot. I assume she's carrying in her purse so slightly larger grips may not be a big deal.
If you carry a .22LR for defense, it would be natural selection to get killed by a mugger...
Oh, and Gears of War sucks...
2) GoW Rocks
and 3) GoW Rocks LOL :anim_lol::anim_lol::anim_lol: Thanks for making me laugh today AV :smt023
I did mention to her to try some diferent grips. She also switched hands and shot better and did'nt complain about the kick back either.
Hehehehe, I love using the Chainsaw on Xbox live, then listening to the guy (whom I've just killed) say what a "noob" I am, for using the Chainsaw instead of the Shotgun.:lol: now I play Rainbow Six though... oops, Off topic.
But seriously, I can't imagine the P99 having that much more recoil in 9mm, especially if you're gonna be using it for defense.
The .38 kicks? Maybe try a lighter load. Federal makes a low recoil, Hydra-Shock P.D. load. http://www.midwayusa.com/eproductpag...732&t=11082005 (from the Midway site)
For practice try something like these Remingtons. They're only listed at having a muzzle energy of 185 ft lbs. (also from the Midway site)
I'm sure that there are others light loads.
I think (now) that it's mostly likely the way she and I held the gun. For me it's really kinda small. And for her I think it was more of her getting use to the gun.... I think I should move this to the SW section :oops:
But as for the Walther I think I might look into a 9mm.
I would also recommend a centerfire over a .22 for SD, but I also have a wife who likes a small and comfortable-shooting pistol. She found a Beretta 21 at a gunshow (she likes going with me to these things:smt023), and likes shooting it quite a bit. She also has a .38 snubbie to carry when she travels, but she doesn't always carry it. She wanted a .22 to keep in her purse at all times, and chose the Beretta as it is quite small.
She knows the limitations of the caliber, but she is her own person and does what she wants, and I am just glad that she carries at all. Her Beretta is loaded with CCI Quick Shok, which is one of the more damaging .22lr rounds. Although one shot might not stop an attacker, it will most likely stop or at least deter most people. Three or four of these things into COM will stop the really persistant.
We also have a P22, used as a range fun-gun. It's ok, but the Beretta makes a better SD pistol as it is much easier to conceal. Some others to look at would be the Bersa/Firestorm line of .22's, and of course there is also the Walther TPH, if you can find one...
I generally move quickly from the discussions on "which gun for SD" posts, they have no ending. I prefer centerfire for SD. I own a P22 and am not a big fan of the pistol. One of its plusses is that fires reliably with most ammo.
I recently read a story about a retiree who, after being stabbed in the arm, used a P22 to kill the attacker. It took several rounds, but the pistol did the job. I can't find a link to the story. But it does validate, IMO, that a .22 can be successfully used in SD situations if you have the presence of mind to use it in the situation. It may take several rounds, but I bet that centerfires may take more than one round.
I do my darndest to avoid being in places that I feel the need for heavy firepower. You never get to pick the time, place and circumstances for the need/use of a CCW. The P22 is light, easy to carry and shoots pretty reliably. It is accurate enough at close range to be used. My guess is that it would do reasonbly well if the carrier is ready to use it and can use it effectively.
For self defense I would never carry a 22 unless it was the only gun I could conceal. It's better than no weapon at all!!
Years ago, I met a man that was shot 3 times with a 38. He was hyped up on something. He beat the crap out of the Cop that shot him!!
When I learned of that, I replaced my 38 with a 44 special. I replaced my .380 with a 10 mm. I got rid of my 9mm. When my wife got her first gun she didn't bother with small calibers. She got a .357 mag.
If you are ever involved in a gun fight. Have a weapon that will do the job!!
22LR should only be aimed at the eyes ears nose and throat
but who is that accurate especially in a stressful situation -
keep the 38 for her BUT....
also buy her the 22 also
she will love it at the range and will practice a lot more and become even more profecient
to sas mayhem
buy her the 22
one she likes it and will have fun shooting it and get REAL comfortable
then get the PPS because it is the same dimensions - identical except for the external safety
once she is comfortable with the size and feel of the 22 it would be a very easy pic for her to pick up the PPS - she should feel verycomfortable with the 9mm
P22 is going to be my next gun purchase. I can get one for $269 as opposed to $390 for a ruger. It looks damn nice, but I havent shot one yet. As far as .22 for concealed carry I would agree that it would be better than nothing. Hell someone might have a better chance at getting several .22 shots on target if they cannot control a larger caliber. My wife is still learning how to shoot and she can hit very well with a .22. She has trouble still with my 9mm and cannot hit anything with my buddies .45. So I would feel more comfortable with her carrying a .22 as opposed to a .45. As for a 9mm I think she still needs practice and will be able to master it eventually.
I was an LEO for 32 years. On one occasion I went to a house on an assault call. The "victim", who personally came to the door, turned out to be shot in the upper eye socket with a .22 (self-inflicted). He looked like he had been worked over with a lead pipe, but he was able to walk and talk and nobody knew he was shot until the hospital couldn't figure out why he was responding so peculiarly to treatment and xrayed him. When I came into work the next day they told me he had a bullet in him. I wouldn't go below a .380 for self-defense and even that is marginal.
I'm kind of stumped on why people complain about recoil for a SD gun. In the event of ever using one, the last thing that's gonna be on your mind is "wow this gun kicks pretty hard." I realize that follow-up shots will be harder to hit on target because of the recoil the higher up in caliber you go, but generally speaking SD gunfights happen in the area of 2-7 yards. At two yards, you don't bother aiming, you just point and shoot. And if you can't put a bullet anywhere near your attacker at seven yards with a .38+, you won't do it with a .22. If aiming the second, third, fourth, fifth, etc. shots is a priority, I would think the added damage/trauma you would acquire on the attacker after scoring a hit with a much larger caliber would outweight the disadvantage of having to take a split second more to aim properly on subsequent shots. But that's just me.
A .22 that she shoots well and enjoys is far better than the .38 she dislikes and doesn't carry. Just train for rapid bursts to the head, which is easy with a .22. A .22 in the eye will end most fights pretty quickly.
As I believe Mark Moritz wrote: "The First Rule of Gunfighting is: Have a gun!"


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March 26, 2012
Arizona State starting pitcher Brady Rodgers has been named the Pac-12 Pitcher of the Week after his performance against Cal Friday evening.
Rodgers threw a one-run complete game in a 5-1 win over California on Friday night. Although he allowed eight hits through nine innings, he was able to continuously get out of innings unscathed. He recorded six strikeouts, giving him 39 on the season, and just one walk while improving to 4-0 on the season.
This is Rodgers' third career Pac-12 Pitcher of the Week selection and ASU's 60th all-time selection. The junior has received the weekly honor all three years as a Sun Devil.
Rodgers is the first Sun Devil pitcher to receive the weekly award this season. First baseman Abe Ruiz and second baseman Joey DeMichele have received Pac-12 Player of the Week awards thus far for all position players.


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The days of the gigantic boombox on the shoulder are behind us, and now we have plenty of choices for playing our tunes wherever we are, but we don't know if any are as eye-catching or as eco-friendly as these Origaudio Flowers Speakers ($16). These small one watt speakers don't need any external power and just connect to your music machine of choice through a headphone jack. Best of all, they're made from recycled materials! (If this feminine flower scheme isn't your style, no worries, you've got options.)
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The Ohio execution of death row inmate Dennis McGuire using a controversial new lethal injection took approximately 15 minutes, during which the condemned killer appeared to gasp and convulse, Fox News reported on Jan. 16.
The allegedly prolonged death in the Ohio execution is being reported as the longest execution since Ohio resumed capital punishment in 1999.
The lethal injection used in the Ohio execution of McGuire had never before been used in the United States, USA Today said.
Graphic descriptions of the execution process by reporters who witnessed the execution said that McGuire gasped, snorted and convulsed during the execution procedure and opened and shut his left hand several times. In addition, his stomach apparently rose and fell several times and he opened and closed his mouth several times during the approximately 15 minutes from the lethal injection until he was declared dead at 10:53 a.m. ET on Thursday.
The executed Ohio inmate was convicted in 1994 of the rape and murder of 22-year-old Joy Stewart, who was seven months pregnant, CNN said.
The Ohio execution had garnered controversy even before it took place. Ohio, like other states, has been forced to find new drugs to execute death row inmates because European-based manufacturers have banned U.S. prisons from using their drugs.
The drugs used in the Ohio execution of McGuire were a combination of midazolam, a sedative, and hydromorphone, a pain killer, the Ohio Department of Rehabilitation and Correction told CNN.
Learn more about Dennis McGuire's incarceration.
Ohio death row inmate Ron Phillips was to have been the first executed with the new drugs when his time had run out last year. But Ohio Gov. John Kasich granted the convicted killer a stay of execution pending a review of a possible organ donation to his family members.


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Is there any RedHat variant for desktops and FREE? If yes, is there any Wubi like tool that can be used to install from within Windows XP?
The 2 main forks are Fedora and CentOS. You can use UNetbootin to configure an install over the internet or from an ISO. The configuration can be done in Windows, and once you reboot you will have a boot menu containing Windows and your Linux distribution. Choosing the Linux distribution will bring you through the regular installer. A great tutorial on the process can be found here.
Yes, it's called Fedora now. No WUBI is an Ubuntu creation.
If you want cutting edge stuff, Fedora is where RedHat does their technology previews.
If you want something more stable -- ie security and bug updates only, not new versions of things -- look into one of the rebuilds of RHEL. CentOS is a good place to start.
Fedora is updated with new stuff faster, but it also gets obsolete faster so you have to do updates. RHEL/CentOS is supported longer so you don't have to upgrade, but you'll find that the user-facing applications get long in the tooth.


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Sep 29, 2010 9:30 AM
Maybe a bottle of wine never lasts longer than an evening for you, but sometimes, we just can't finish that last glass or three of Two Buck Chuck. We don't, however, want our
bargain bin Chardonnay investment to go to waste in the back of the fridge. Solution? Set the date, then cork your bottle with George Lee's genius A Date With Wine Stopper ($45), so you'll remember to chug-a-lug before that cabernet turns into red wine vinegar.
Ok so, I thought this was pretty dumb when it popped up on Uncrate, but now that it's on Outblush, I have to say that I'm totally scratching my head here.
I guess I just don't get it...seems to me like if you can't remember when you opened your wine, either you've had too much or it is definitely time to toss it. It's sort of pretty, but so are a lot of wine stoppers. At $45, I just can't figure out who would actually use one of these.
Brilliant idea. Tis will be come in handy for someone who does not always open a bottle like me. It is beautifully designed. I notice that not everyone agree with me, however, at least there is a designer out there design something useful for certain people. Thank you designer.
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Wide receiver makes pledge to Cyclones
Chris Williams
Iowa State's 2015 recruiting class just picked up its first wide receiver commitment.
On the day that the Cyclones opened fall camp, Denver Johnson, a 6-foot-3, 208-pound wide out who hails from Oklahoma City (Casady) tweeted the news.
"I've decided to further my education and football career and verbally commit to Iowa State University #CyclONEnation," read the tweet.
Johnson had been previously committed to Tulsa earlier this summer. According to Rivals.com, he chose the Cyclones over the Golden Hurricane and UAB.


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text: Caltrans will host a transportation planning grant workshop on Tuesday, Sept. 16, from 10 am until 12 noon at the San Luis Obispo County Library, Community Room, 995 Palm Street, San Luis Obispo. Caltrans is now accepting applications online for Fiscal Year 2015-2016 Sustainable Transportation Planning grants until Friday, Oct. 31 at 5 pm. This newly consolidated grant program supports Caltrans' new mission to provide a safe, sustainable, integrated and efficient transportation system to enhance California's economy and livability. It also features just two funding categories, Strategic Partnerships ($1.5 million) and Sustainable Communities ($8.3 million). These grants promote a balanced, comprehensive multi-modal transportation system. The funding is available for a wide range of transportation planning purposes addressing local and regional needs and issues. The implementation of these grants should result in initiating, adopting and programming transportation improvements. Funding for both programs is available on a statewide, competitive basis. There are some restrictions which apply for applicants.


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I received this recipe years ago. It's a family favorite, especially when Maine blueberries are in season. What a treat to eat on a hot summer day!
- 5 to 6 cups chopped fresh fruit (apples, rhubarb, blueberries or peaches)
- 2 cups all-purpose flour
- 1/2 cup sugar
- 4 teaspoons baking powder
- 1 teaspoon salt
- 1/2 cup cold butter, cubed
- 1 cup milk
- 2/3 cup sugar
- 1/4 cup cornstarch
- 1-1/2 cups boiling water
- Arrange fruit evenly in the bottom of a 13-in. x 9-in. greased baking dish.
- In a bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder and salt; cut in butter until crumbly. Stir in milk. Spoon over fruit. Combine sugar and cornstarch; sprinkle over batter. Pour water over all. Bake at 350° for 40-45 minutes or until fruit is tender. Yield: 12-16 servings.
Editor's Note: If desired, a combination of apples and rhubarb or blueberries and peaches can be used.
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The case for a four-day work week
By Michelle Smyth, BrighterLife.ca
In an age when many people put in punishingly long hours on the job in person and online, could your employer accept one fewer day of work?
This week, a notable doctor in the U.K. has put forward a recommendation that companies consider instituting a four-day work week to help reduce stress in the workplace, as well as unemployment. Not exactly revolutionary stuff, but perhaps an idea worth considering … under the right circumstances.
I have had two occasions in my career where I took a shorter work week for a "test-drive." The first was almost a decade ago, when our family first bought a cottage. I decided to forego the normal two-week vacation and make every week a four-day work week during the summer. My family had the flexibility to try this out with me, and I was keen to make the most of our new investment.
The result? It was a disaster. As many of us know, a
three-day weekend can be wonderful, but the four days afterwards are often a mad scramble to make up for the lost time. I ended up working extra hours every day, which made me exhausted come the weekends. On top of that, I was working at an ad agency where four-day work weeks were highly unusual, and I increasingly sensed frustration that I was the one person consistently holding up key meetings. Also, and probably most important, I really missed that two-week vacation where I could totally disconnect from work and fully recharge.
Needless to say, the following summer, I was back to a normal vacation schedule. Ultimately, it was a bad fit with the job and the environment, and too big a trade-off of something I really valued.
The second time I tried out a four-day work week never went past the hypothetical stage, but it still laid the ground work for a future possibility. I was offered a position at a non-profit organization that paid significantly lower than I had targeted for my next role, but would have opened up a new and exciting direction for my career. Rather than try to negotiate a higher salary, which seemed unrealistic for this organization, I decided to try to turn it into a four-day work week role instead. There were a lot of demands on my personal life at that time, and I reasoned that a shorter work week would help me balance those and reconcile the lower salary.
As fate would have it, an offer for an even more interesting opportunity came along (with a better compensation package, and a non-negotiable, five-day work week), so I never had the chance to truly take a four-day work week out for a spin.
Yet, someday, especially as I get closer to retirement (for the record, this is still a long way off at the moment), I definitely see a shorter work week as a natural career progression. I can see why some folks delay full retirement well into their 70s if they can make a case to their employers (as I almost did) that a three- or four-day work week is a mutually beneficial model.
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A new proposed California bill would ban orca shows at SeaWorld, a ban that many animal lovers would welcome. Richard Bloom, an Assemblyman from Santa Monica, has purposed banning the captivity of orcas for entertainment at SeaWorld. According to CNN News on March 7, this proposed bill comes on the heels of the documentary "Black Fish."
The controversial documentary sparked heated debates nationwide over the captivity of these humongous mammals for entertainment purposes. The documentary delves into the 2010 death of SeaWorld veteran trainer Dawn Brancheau by Tilikum, a killer whale.
The consensus of the film was that the orca was driven to madness by captivity resulting in the attack that killed the long-time trainer. Bloom came well equipped to verbally propose this bill to his saying:
"Like the elephant -- the largest land mammal in captivity -- we have realized that orcas are more complex than most other marine mammals and require more space, have a more complex social structure and most importantly need their family network (pod) for a happy and healthy life. Orcas simply do not belong in captivity."
Bloom had a fact sheet that he referred to when speaking about the inhumane practice of holding these creatures captive for purposes of entertaining the masses. He also spoke about the dangers such as the horrendous outcome of the death of the trainer due to this prolonged captivity of the orca.
Bloom was joined at a news conference with "Blackfish" director Gabriela Cowperthwaite. There are currently no laws that prohibit orcas held captive and their use for entertainment, this bill would be a landmark case if it is passed.


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Brüllmann, S; Dichtl, W; Paoli, U; Haegeli, L; Schmied, C; Steffel, J; Brunckhorst, C; Hintringer, F; Seifert, Burkhardt; Duru, F; Wolber, T (2012). Comparison of benefit and mortality of implantable cardioverter-defibrillator therapy in patients Aged ≥75 years versus those <75 years. American Journal of Cardiology, 109(5):712-717.
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Implantable cardioverter-defibrillator (ICD) therapy decreases arrhythmic and all-cause mortality in patients at high risk of sudden death. However, its clinical benefit in elderly patients is uncertain. The aim of this study was to assess the long-term efficacy of ICD treatment in elderly patients and to identify markers of successful ICD therapy and risk factors of mortality. We performed multivariate analysis of a prospective long-term database from 2 tertiary care centers including 936 consecutive patients with an ICD. Predictors of ICD therapy and risk factors for mortality were assessed in patients ≥75 years old at ICD implantation compared to younger patients. Mean follow-up time was 43 ±40 months. Rates of ICD therapy were similar in the 2 age groups. No significant predictors of ICD therapy could be identified in older patients. Median estimated survival was 132 months in patients <75 years and 81 months in those ≥75 years old (p = 0.006). Decreased ejection fraction (hazard ratio 1.62 per 10% decrease, p = 0.03) and impaired renal function (hazard ratio 1.57 per 10 ml/kg/m(2) decrease in estimated glomerular filtration rate, p = 0.02) were independent risk factors of mortality in patients ≥75 years old. However, mortality of older patients was similar to that of the age-matched general population irrespective of delivery of ICD therapy. In conclusion, ICD therapy is effective for treatment of life-threatening arrhythmias in all age groups. However, prevention of sudden cardiac death may have limited impact on overall mortality in older patients. Despite a similar rate of appropriate ICD therapies, risk of death is increased 1.6-fold in ICD recipients ≥75 years old compared to younger patients. Patients with decreased ejection fraction and impaired renal function are at highest risk.
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John C. Atkin, 47, a habitual felon from Elko, Nev. was sentenced on Feb. 10 in an Elko County courtroom to 25 years behind bars for sexual contact with a child.
The child, according to The Elko Daily Free Press, was a 6-year-old female relative. Atkin took the child to his room, where he held her against her will and touched her genitals.
Atkin pleaded no contest to attempted sexual assault on a child younger than 14 and attempted first-degree kidnapping.
The abuse took place last June in Elko.
The mother of the victim told police her daughter was assaulted by Atkin shortly after the alleged incident occurred. Prior to the allegation, Atkin resided in the same house as the victim and her family. ~ Elko Daily Free Press
The prosecutor in the case, Deputy District Attorney Jonathan Schulman, noted that Atkin confessed in a police report to sexually molesting another female relative that lived in another state. After reviewing Atkin's psyco-sexual evaluation, Schulman argued that Atkin was "at a high risk of committing more sexual crimes."
Police have identified that second sexual assault victim in N.M., and believe the victim was abused on multiple occasions. Police from Elko have passed that information on to N.M. authorities.
Schulman also informed the court that Atkint had amassed 13 earlier felony convictions.
Atkin's defense lawyer, David Lockie, argued that his client was also a victim of abuse at a young age, and that Atkin's cooperation with police in this case should weigh in his favor when being sentenced.
Atkin pleaded no contest to attempted sexual assault on a child younger than 14 and attempted first-degree kidnapping.
The judge overseeing the case, District Judge Al Kacin, sentenced Atkin to five years on the kidnapping charge, 20 years for the sexual assault, and gave Atkin 249 days credit for time already served.
Atkin will be eligible for parole after serving 10 years.
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Akinari Kamiki
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|Akinari Kamiki
|Japanese Name
|神木 秋成
|Kamiki Akinari
|First Appearance
|Persona 3
|Blood Type
|The Sun
|Japanese VA
|Hiroshi Kamiya (Drama CDs)
Akinari Kamiki is a character from Persona 3.
- Persona 3 / FES / Portable: Supporting Character; Sun Social Link
Akinari has slightly long, light gray hair, and matching color eyes. He has a very pale complexion, and wears a blue and white striped collared shirt with black pants.
He is a depressed, yet intelligent teenager who doesn't have much time to live due to his genetic disease. He has realized the finality of his death, and doesn't bother with denial or hope. Though he never finishes them, he finds solace in his books, and decides to write his own story about finding the meaning of life. Initially he is rather aloof as he hates being pitied for his illness, but quickly warms up to the player. During the course of the social link, Akinari stops taking his medication, claiming that they were only speeding up the process, and that he needed to finish writing his story before he died.
Persona 3 Edit
Also known as the Dying young man, Akinari represents the Sun social link in Persona 3. He is first seen at Naganaki Shrine, where he is playing with Maiko. The social link is initiated by the protagonist speaking to Akinari on a Sunday (the only day he is available) at Naganaki Shrine, then speaking to Koromaru in the dorm after he has joined SEES, and receiving Akinari's red fountain pen, then returning the pen to Akinari. However, the Social Link with him is only available if the protagonist's Academics have reached the Smart rank. Akinari is a teenager who has been diagnosed with an incurable, life-threatening genetic disease, and isn't expected to live much longer. As such, his outlook on life is bleak. He finds it hard to identify with normal, healthy people, but eventually comes to enjoy the company of the protagonist, and looks forward to his visits every Sunday afternoon.
As the social link progresses, Akinari begins to write a story about a bird and an alligator that begins happy, but he has trouble ending it on a happy note, at one point deciding to end it with the alligator accidentally swallowing the bird, and being sad about his unfortunate actions for the rest of his life. Later, Akinari decides that life is worth living to its fullest, and finishes the story on a happy note.
At the end of the link, Akinari gives his notebook with his story in it for the protagonist to keep, with his final wish granted, he smiles and bids the protagonist farewell, disappearing into the sunlight before the protagonist's eyes.
If the protagonist visits the shrine on one of the final days of the game, he/she will meet Mrs. Kamiki, Akinari's mother. She reveals (on whichever day the protagonist visits her) that it would be Akinari's twentieth birthday if he were still alive. Akinari's mother laments that he couldn't live his adulthood, but before his death, Akinari thanked his mother for birthing him and taking care of him, and said was glad to be born. These words by Akinari give his mother the resolve to push forward in life. Akinari's mother then mentions the story Akinari was writing, and wonders if he gave the protagonist the notebook. Upon finding that he did, Akinari's mother is relieved; she knows his dream was fulfilled, and he reached his goal before he died. She vows to experience new things to tell her son on the day they meet together in the afterlife before parting from the protagonist.
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Akinari represents the Sun Arcana Social Link, which can be accessed once players' progress the Hanged Man Social Link to level 3. He can be contacted on Sunday, and upon visiting him, the protagonist must return to the dorm to retrieve Akinari's red fountain pen from Koromaru. Akinari can be found at Naganaki Shrine, sitting on the playground's bench. Upon completing the Social Link, Akinari will give the protagonist his notebook, bestowing the ultimate form of the Sun arcana, Asura.
NB : Does not require a Persona of the Sun Arcana to level up his Social Link.
- During an Emperor Arcana Social Link scene, Kanji mentions a "pink alligator, like in that storybook", alluding to Akinari's social link. Later in Persona 4 Golden it is alluded to again when Nanako reads a storybook about a pink alligator during the Jester Arcana Social Link.
- Akinari died at 19 years old, 19 (XIX) being the number of the Sun Arcana.


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CLEVELAND – Travis Buck needed a confidence boost.
Just getting the nod from Cleveland manager Manny Acta for his first major league game as a designated hitter Saturday might have been enough. But Buck's two-run home run in the seventh inning was the difference in the Indians' 2-1 victory over the Cincinnati Reds and the seldom-used outfielder was all smiles after the game.
"It feels great," Buck said. "It speaks volumes of what Manny really thinks of me and my ability. My first two (at-bats) … I hit a groundball weakly and a lazy flyball to left. After the second at-bat, Manny called me over and lit a fire under me a little bit."
The pep talk worked wonders.
Buck sent the first pitch he saw from Homer Bailey in the seventh inning
392 feet into the left-field seats. It was Buck's first home run since April 20, 2010, against the Yankees.
With the way Bailey was pitching – perfect through 32⁄3 innings – and with the wind blowing straight in from center field, Buck knew that a little luck was needed to get the ball out of the park.
"I knew that's all I've got," he said when asked if he knew the ball was gone when he hit it. "I crushed it and I knew the wind was knocking down a lot of balls today. Fortunately it was kind of on a line drive. If it was a little more in the air, it probably would have been caught on the warning track."
The shot earned high praise from his manager.
"We continue to find a new hero on a daily basis, and today Travis Buck got the big hit with that two-run homer," Acta said. "The guy's always been talented. This is like his fifth year that he's made an opening-day roster. Today was a typical example of what he can do."
It's been tough for Buck to prove his manager right. He saw limited time during the first few weeks of the season, then was sent down April 19 when Grady Sizemore made his return from the disabled list. He returned to the major league club May 16 when Sizemore made his second trip to the DL.
"We like (Buck), but unfortunately you can only keep 25 guys up here," Acta said. "The reason we sent him down was because Grady came back and we already had a lot of left-handed outfielders."
All but one of them to be exact. Sizemore, Shin-Soo Choo and Michael Brantley – the normal starters – are all left-handed, as is newly promoted Ezequiel Carerra. Only reserve Austin Kearns bats from the right side.
"I know it's a numbers game," said Buck, who has started 10 games in left field and one in center for the Tribe this season. "Whenever my name is in the lineup, I'm going to go out and try my best to help this team win."
After seeing his career as Oakland's starting center fielder derailed by injuries, Buck accepted a minor league contract with the Indians in December. He played well enough in spring training to earn a spot on the Indians' opening-day roster – aided by the fact that Sizemore began the season on the DL.
Since his return, he's been batting well. In his last six games as a starter, he's hitting .391 with a home run, double and six RBIs.
A lot of that may be due to the way Buck handled being sent down to the Clippers.
"I wasn't discouraged at all," he said. "From Day 1, Manny and (general manager) Chris (Antonetti) told me how much they believed in me and my ability. I just needed a fresh start.
"Guys that get sent down can take it two ways – they can be really upset and struggle, or they can go down there and take care of business the same way they would up here and hopefully be the first call-up."
The recent hot streak and the big hit Saturday are what Buck points to when he's trying to explain what he can do and why the Indians have stood by him this year. He said the team's support is one of the reasons he's happy to have signed with the Indians as a free agent.
"Having a manager like Manny and the guys in the locker room that have your back and know what you can do, it's going to bring out the best in yourself," Buck said. "I haven't had that before. I'm just fortunate to be in a great place where I feel I can have a great career."
The outfielder is tired of the injuries and the bouncing back and forth to the minors. He and all the Indians fans are hoping that finally the Buck stops here.
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Walks Cost Wildcats in 10-1 Miami Loss
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Release: 04/02/2014
CORAL GABLES, Fla. - A pair of extended innings made all the difference in Bethune-Cookman's rematch with the No. 24 Miami Hurricanes, and free bases proved to be a crucial factor as B-CU fell to UM 10-1 on Wednesday night at Mark Light Field.
Although the game turned on the Wildcats, B-CU (15-16) struck first, and early, as Miami (18-12) starter Derik Beauprez provided the Wildcats three consecutive two-out walks in the top of the first. Third baseman Jordan Robinson put the Wildcats on the board with an opposite field RBI single to right field, bringing in second baseman Matt Noble.
While the Wildcats held the Hurricanes through the first two frames, starter John Sever opened with a leadoff walk in the third, allowing Sebastien Diaz to reach as the tie run. Dale Carey reached as a hit batter with one out. Both runners would come in on RBI singles from Tyler Palmer and Willie Abreu to push UM ahead 2-1.
A pair of two-out walks set the stage for a major scoring rift in the game, as the Hurricanes created separation with three consecutive RBI singles from Alex Hernandez, Carey and Palmer. Miami catcher Zach Collins capped off the six-run UM outburst with a three-run double into the left center alley, extending the deficit to 8-1
Entering in the fourth, reliever Michael Austin finished off the frame and pitched two additional innings without allowing a hit or a run. However, he too struggled with walks, allowing four to reach base on balls with two outs.
Relieving Austin, Byron Ferguson took B-CU the last two frames. However, three free bases with two outs in the eighth extended the Hurricanes' lead. Diaz reached base on balls for one RBI and an RBI single for pinch hitter Ricky Eusebio took the UM lead to 10-1.
Diaz earned five of the 12 Miami walks with his eighth-inning reach, the most for a UM player since 1988. Of the dozen on the night, nine walks were earned with two outs away.
The Wildcats were not without opportunities, as eight of their 10 runners left on base made it to scoring position. However, Bethune-Cookman couldn't come up with the big hit after the opening frame.
Throwing 3 2/3 innings, Sever (3-2) allowed eight Miami runs on eight hits and four walks. For Miami, Javi Salas (2-3), the losing pitcher in B-CU's March 5 victory, earned the win, pitching three complete frames with two hits allowed and two strikeouts.
At the plate, Sams paced the Wildcats with a 2-for-4 performance, while Miamian Eros Modena went 2-for-3. Robinson was 1-for-4 with the RBI.
The Wildcats return to Daytona Beach for the weekend, wrapping up the 2014 home slate with a crucial Mid-Eastern Athletic Conference (MEAC) series versus Florida A&M. In addition, B-CU's "Senior Day" will be held before the first game of Saturday's doubleheader, and Sunday's finale is scheduled for ESPNU/ESPN3.com broadcast.
For all the latest information on the Bethune-Cookman Wildcats, follow the official Twitter feeds, @CookmanBaseball or @BCUathletics, or "Like Us" on Facebook at BCUathletics.
To join the conversation on social media, be sure to tag your B-CU-related posts with the official hashtag of the 2014 season, #BuiltToWin, and don't forget about #HailWildcats.


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"I walk in and before I can even introduce myself, I'm cast," says Taylor Jarvis, a recent Notre Dame-Bishop Gibbons High School graduate who was along for the ride, and hoping to observe some of the shooting of "Day of the Living Dead," an independent horror thriller now shooting in Schenectady. Jarvis got more than he bargained for. Director David Tanner cast Jarvis on the spot as a human survivor of a zombie apocalypse taking place in the wake of a portal opening in Schenectady.
Jarvis didn't survive long. After a number of shots in which, along with a crowd of other "survivors, Jarvis rushes into an abandoned building seeking refuge, he was shunted into a small room off a hallway along with co-survivor Roma Sabino. The two were attacked in short order by two zombies. Sabino actually got the messier end of the deal, being drenched in stage blood as several feet of prop intestine were pulled from her shirt.
"I never really gave acting much thought but something about being in front of that camera, in that dark, dank building, with two zombies staring me in face was sort of, morbidly wonderful," Jarvis says.
His sentiments were echoed by other members of the cast.
"I love this!" said Faith Scantiello, another survivor of Schenectady's zombie apocalypse, as she waited to be called for a scene. "It's hot but it's worth it."
The cast and crew, who are all local, are clearly not there for the glamour. Tuesday's night shooting continued in an abandoned building in downtown Schenectady, which suffered substantial fire damage in the past. There are few amenities, let alone the often lavish catering of major studio productions and customized RV's used as location dressing rooms for major Hollywood stars. But the exposed drywall, plaster and burned beams seem just right for a zombie movie.
Nearby, two actors in zombie makeup also wait for the call.
"He tastes like chicken," one zombie says, pointing to an actor playing a survivor. "I don't know what you taste like."
One is reasonably sure he's kidding.
"Day of the Living Dead" will continue shooting throughout the summer at various locations in and around Schenectady.


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BOULDER – As the NFL Draft approaches, David Bakhtiari awaits one of the most significant weekends of his life with no illusions. The offensive lineman knows he left the University of Colorado a year early to enter an uncertain, often cold and always calculating business.
His best point of reference is one of the guys with whom he's spent the last couple of months running, lifting and nearly working himself senseless.
That would be Bakhtiari's older brother, Eric, who since finishing his playing career at the University of San Diego in 2007 has been released by an NFL team 14 times – including twice last season by the San Francisco 49ers.
Big brother can tell little brother a thing or two about the insecure nature of pro football – and he has done so. Nonetheless, David is eager for his vigil to begin on Thursday, when the draft begins. Teams with which David Bakhtiari or his representative have spoken believe he will be a second- or third-round selection, making Friday his "D-Day." Rounds four through seven will be on Saturday.
Bakhtiari and former CU tight end Nick Kasa appear to be CU's best bets to receive draft calls this weekend. Among others, defensive lineman Will Pericak, safety Ray Polk and linebackers Doug Rippy and Jon Major might receive opportunities to play in the NFL through free agency.
Whatever route opens for Bakhtiari, "I'm really excited about it," he said Monday in a telephone interview from the Thousand Oaks, Calif., area. "It's kind of funny; I've been anticipating it for so long but it hasn't hit me because I've been taking care of business.
"I've really been kind of nonchalant waiting for it to happen. But once I get the phone call it'll all come together."
Bakhtiari elected to leave CU after his junior season rather than return and play for a third head coach in five years. Signed in 2009 by Dan Hawkins' staff, he redshirted as a freshman then started 11 of 12 games at right tackle in what would be Hawkins' final season (2010). He moved to left tackle for the 2011-12 seasons under Jon Embree and was a second-team All-Pac-12 Conference selection in each season.
Rather than return as a fifth-year senior under new coach Mike MacIntyre, Bakhtiari decided to declare his eligibility for the draft – and he has no regrets about doing so. "I was comfortable with it (his decision) the day I made it," he said. "I don't want to live with any regret; this is a once-in-a-lifetime thing and so far I've enjoyed every second of it."
He participated earlier this year in the NFL Combine, had maybe half a dozen workouts for teams in Colorado, made visits to Baltimore and Philadelphia, and spoke with "numerous teams" on the telephone. Being an underclassman, he believed he needed more of an introduction to NFL teams and their directors of player personnel than maybe some other prospects.
Embree and former CU O-line coach Steve Marshall – both ex-NFL coaches – helped him with his decision, offering evaluations that fell in line with what he was given elsewhere. "I was getting the same kind of feedback pretty much everywhere I went and I was comfortable with that," Bakhtiari said.
Most pre-draft evaluations from outlets such as NFLDraftScout.com, ESPN.com and NFL.com rate the 6-41/4, 299-pound (he's been as high as 306 when he visited Philly) Bakhtiari as a left tackle prospect who likely will find his way inside as his pro career progresses. Wherever he lands and whatever position he eventually plays suits him; the biggest step always is the first one.
NFL.com's Mike Mayock ranked Bakhtiari No. 82 on his list of the top 100 draft picks, grading him at 70.5 among draftable offensive linemen. That's in contrast to Alabama's Chance Warmack, whom Mayock graded as his top O-lineman at 95.9. The 2013 draft is said to be among the deepest for offensive linemen in the past two decades.
Most of Bakhtiari's pre-draft workouts in California were with linebackers – his brother's position – which increased the tempo of almost everything done by the group. Included were LB brothers Clay (Green Bay) and Casey (Philadelphia) Matthews. Bakhtiari called the pace "very, very fast . . . the training went great and I felt like if I could keep up those linebackers, I'm doing pretty well."
He plans to spend the weekend with his family and a few friends in Palm Springs, Calif., waiting on a call he hopes will help determine his future. "I think I have a good sense where I'm going to be (drafted)," he said. "But the only thing you know for certain is you don't know."
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