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JANUARY 18, 2009 1:36PM

He's in the same damn ZIP code!

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He's in the same damn zip code!

 

75229

 

Yeah, I know—granted I live on the other side of the tracks in that zip code, but still! I don't wish the man any harm, though I have no affection for the worst president in our history. However, I'm thinking if the retaliation is large enough, I get to be collateral damage. He's just a stones throw (or N-tipped mortar) away from some crazy ass driving down the North Dallas Tollway in a beat up '69 Toyota Hi-Lux used-to-be orange pick-up truck. They just need to cut a hole in the top of the camper shell and baby, it's all she wrote.

 

So, I have a plan. We make a public proposal that will provide a disincentive for any loony toon attack on the Presidential compound in my 'hood. (Actually, I live 4.2 miles away—3.3 as the crow flies—but still!)

 

Look at the map below. This is public information, by the way, I'm not giving up any State secrets—Google Earth and Dallas Central Appraisal District are free to the sane and wacko alike.

 

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Bush's place is at the top center, on Daria Place. But note the big ass property just to the south of Bush's modest $2.1 million dollar home. Yeah, the one with the serpentine driveway. That's the modest abode of our own trickle up billionaire, Tom Hicks. He owns the Dallas Stars (hockey), some football/soccer teams in England (Liverpool?) and the Texas Rangers—hmmm, there's some sort of connection here that goes beyond just having a common backyard fence, you think? 

 

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Now look at the Dallas CAD map above. Bush's place is No. 9 in the Daria subdivision off of Meaders Lane. The big bright yellow-colored property belongs to Tom Hicks. Don't worry at all about those two long rectangles that seem not to belong, they're his too; they're just in his wife or daughter's name—he's got that whole section wrapped up.

 

I remember when there was a For Sale sign out on Walnut Hill Lane for that property, before Hicks bought it. I drive that road a lot, remember, it's not that far from my home. You know how some For Sale signs have added little signs or stickers on them? Like "Spa" or "Pool" or "Gazebo" stuck on to make the property zing a bit more to the passers-by? Well, Hick's place had a For Sale sign with an added tag that I'd never seen before. It said "Lake." It's a big spread, and he's done a lot of work on it since buying the place, probably for cash. 

 

You see, Hicks is one of those modern phenomena in urban development. He's richer than God, and yet when he proposed building a new arena for the Stars and Mavericks along with his buddy and another neighbor Ross Perot Jr., he wanted the rest of us to pay for it—forever—in the form of tax increases, instead of pulling the wads of moolah out of his own pockets. (You pay too if you come to Dallas! You get increased hotel and rental car taxes! Thanks!) Our then mayor, Laura Miller, was firmly opposed, though there are some who think she eventually capitulated. It did get built after all, and we're footing the bill. Obama's new trade rep, former Dallas Mayor Ron Kirk was all in favor of the development and tax scheme.

 

Anyway, here's the plan to save my ass. Let it be known that there will be a tunnel dug from under the Bush's kitchen pantry running southeast to a spot on the other side of the Hicks mansion where a helipad will be built. (Ross Perot, who lives even closer to me, wanted permission from the City to build a helipad on his considerable estate, and was flat turned down since he was such a big eared loser—that, and his immediate neighbors objected.) 

 

I have no doubt that permission will be granted for a Hicks helipad, and for a secret (hah!) tunnel with an ever-charged-and-ready souped up turbo golf cart to whisk the former president to safety. In fact, Hicks has enough scratch to build an underground helipad with a bomb proof dome that will open in mere seconds. It's only about 500 feet from the pantry to the soon to be built Austin Powers bunker helipad—piece o' cake.

 

Please help me save my home and my rear end from all the whack jobs who want to do in the ex-President. You can help by distributing this little plea out into the wide internets. Really, we're talking about my ass here. It's not Lonnie quality ass, but it still gets my bride excited. 

 

I mean, look at how nice and modest our home is—I can't afford to start all over building from scratch, especially difficult with all those potential radiation burns:

 

my home...it can snow here

 

I know!  Hell must have frozen over—it actually snows in Hades once in a while! (Umm...antenna's gone, I have cable now.)

 

Some additional data for the geek in you:

 

You can see the DCAD appraisal on the new Bush digs here. Note who the owner is! Robert McClesky is Bush's accountant, the same one who was part of Arbusto Oil Company, the same Oil Company that had as one of the principal investors a certain half brother of Osama bin Laden, Salen bin Laden, who died in a mysterious airplane crash. There are still some pending SEC investigations that haven't seen much light on Bush's old Oil Company, in the days he parlayed meager investments into a million dollar silver spoon used to buy an interest in the Texas Rangers baseball club.

 

You can see Hicks' DCAD appraisal here...which doesn't include the two fingers of property that are in some other Hicks' name. $35.4 mill! 12 fireplaces! He does get a nice homestead exemption of some $6.5 million. You'll note too that the "Building Class" of the Hicks home is "26." "26" is the highest that the DCAD goes in its house classes. Bush's is a mere "23." The city describes Class 26 as "the absolute best house made. They are of the finest quality and most elaborate finish out that there is. They are unique and extremely custom from start to finish. They are estate properties. Some have features that defy the mind; such as heated floors, heated flower beds, bowling alleys, racket ball courts, gold plumbing fixtures, materials made special for only this house, imported specialty items, etc." 

 

Our city describes some homes as "mind-defying"? Who knew?

 

(Our home is Class 18. "Class 18 is a brick veneer good quality house. It is a step up from the class 16 house. It is a new version of a class 15. It is typically a comp single roof house built on a slab foundation. It has a deviation for a pier and beam foundation."

 

Gawd, I'm so thankful we're a step up from that Class 16 home.)

 

 

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Honey, Your ass is well worth saving! Perhaps he should have relocated in a site similar to the Nuclear Waste respository which would place him near an Indian reservation so he could finish his education.
Barry, chances are he'll be moving to his large ranch in Paraguay shortly, if war crime investigations get underway and he will not be in your area at all! Look for a "For Sale" sign on his local place at that point.
So you're afraid of some vigilante bush hedging, and don't want it to hit your lawn.

Interesting.

Maybe some aerial fertilizer on his house before he moves in as a nice welcome gift from the neighbors would keep people from trying to visit his house due to the smell! Suggest it in the next neighborhood watch meeting :) If they do it, maybe it will subdue dissent.

Shit has been a great dissent deterrent for him in the past, why not now?
I'm sorry, I thought for sure Cheney arranged for GWB to move to Area 51... You and your family must be protected! We must raise funds for a big honkin radiation shield to, yes, that's right... Help Save Barry's Ass!

Who's with me?? Um, Barry, can I wait til after the Eagles game today? Then I'll get right on it.
By the way, you should totally make a "Oh Shit, Bush Moved In To My Zip Code" t-shirt line. They'll sell like hotcakes!!! :)
Barry, the wack jobs aren't going to be gunnin' for GWB - they're his biggest fans!

This was a great read, and I wish you all the luck in the world. I would think that if God has a sense of humor, there is more chance that a volcanic mountain will spontaneously erupt under the Bush property like the one did in Mexico those many years ago, and rapidly grow into another Mt. St. Helens, the live spewing crater of which, of course, would swallow him up. Except, of course, for the fact that you're nearby.

Actually, I hope all your years in his vicinity are spent in peaceful, relaxed happiness.
Maybe you guys can roll his fence on Halloween... :-D Just wear a vest.

(rated)

P.S., you'll have the only Obama sign in your zip code come 2012 too. :-D Sorry, that kills me.
Is that Hicks fellow single?

Bush has that Angela Lansbury thing about him... where ever he goes, trouble is sure to follow. Can't he just be normal, for the sake of all things decent - and bbd's ass!!?
Dude, that is totally whack. You need protecting. I think while they are sucking money out of taxpayer (and visitor) wallets, they should agree to build a giant dome over Bushville. And seal it up real tight. He can get his groceries delivered. But it just won't be safe for him to leave the house. Ever.

Be careful. Secret Service doesn't have much of a sense of humor from what I hear.
He should get sent to Yucca Mountain with the rest of the (politically) radioactive waste.
Now I'm jealous! All I have in my zip code is Locheed Aircraft and the Naval Air Station (we are considered a numero uno target come world war nuke day). You've at least got Barbara to read to your kids at the library. And Barry, you've got that fine ass. So far so good, right?
Seriously, I'd consider moving. I have a feeling property values are gonna plummet. HA!
kisses and good to see you (and your ass) back!
You'll be having a nice steak at Kirby's and all of a sudden the men in dark glasses pat everybody down and ask you to walk through metal detectors and in will walk the prima donna with his lady the customary two paces behind. Forget the warheads - are you ready for that? (So he's at #9 Cul de Sac du Merd, eh?)
Sorry 'bout that. When the Clintons moved to my suburban NY 'hood at first neighbors were upset, but, property values did increase. Is that any consolation? OTOH, I guess the Bushes won't necessarily raise the values, except that he'll be clearing his lawn all the time. You can learn to like the sound of helicopters, plus you get lots of extra policeing. Does that make you feel any better?
Get used to those helicopters. And the property taxes going up. My parents have a house close to the Bush compound in Kennebunkport. My dad built it himself on land they bought $10,000 way, way back when. Nothing like boarding up your windows during a hurricane, as the military hovers above en route to evacuating the Bush brood....
So, who decides if your ass is on par with Lonnie's ass? Lonnie? Cause he will claim to have the better one for sure. How will you get your ass appreciation out there if you denegrate your bum that way?!? Give yourself a chance, there, Barry and let us be the judge! Some photos of your backside, approved first by your wife, of course, whould be welcomed here, I am sure.

As for the rest of this post - Your house looks wonderful and you have such illustrious neighbors, it would seem! Goodness gracious!
Would be fun to take a spin down the lane and see how close one can get to either compound.

Contrary to popular opinion, I was hoping you would say that you've had beers with GW, sometime in the past, before he turned all gray and wrinkly from his demise as lord and lunatic. That maybe, somewhere in that Texas good ole boy there was a glimmer of a once decent man, before he was tainted by govenment and politics. There had to be a before life; not just this legacy of ruination and economic wasteland he has left us to manage.

I look forward to one day when you and your wife will drive me around your hood to see this famous or infamous territory. The Hicks place sounds fascinating and less dangerous to poke around, etc.
Barry, We must mobilize........I just don't know what to wear.....
Here’s hoping your ass, which may or may not be Lonnie-quality, remains unharmed to be enjoyed by your bride!
I live in DFW too though, um, not nearly as close as you! I can't tell you what a huge sense of shame it carries to know he'll be living here. My solution is to have him always wear a cowbell so we can at least know when he's coming.
I know not about Lonnie's quality ass but I do know that this was a smart, fun, informative and scary piece. That serpentine driveway gives me the creeps. I'll send a protective mojo circle around your home.
It's good to see that Barry took my advice and is now working through some of his "issues".
wow, homes have 'class', who knew?
My deepest sympathies.
Brilliant! Rated and shared with every person I know that ever lived in Dallas.
Sorry. I guess he had to wind up somewhere. But, I was sort of hoping Frodo would return him and the ring to gollum.
You're screwed. And it will likely be a hell of an impact on your real estate taxes as your property assessment goes out the roof. Oh well, you'll at least have good police/private security/secret svc protection in the neighborhood. Not likely to be too many vandals or burglars with the guts to venture near there.

One other thing...you better watch what you write on your blog, or they'll have your ass out of the neighborhood faster than you can say "enhanced interrogation techniques".
Your post was hilarious. I loved this line "It's not Lonnie quality ass, but it still gets my bride excited. " and was going to make a wisecrack... but I see everyone else beat me to it.

Wow, I guess it's once in a blue moon time, or Hell has Frozen Over: didn't know it ever snowed in Texas! But Vancouver & Victoria have got oodles of snow this year. Usually, as in almost always, it melts within the next day, but not this time. So, strange weather all over. Except in my neck of the woods. Snow is quite a normal thing, here.
Barry, I feel for you. I do. I think good ole Greg has a good idea, just dress well on Halloween.
I just cant wait to hear about the traffic tie ups as W leaves his new ranch to go to visit his good friends in Texas.
Just take more good pics like the ones on Flickr of yours. They rock.
W dont have a chance.
Crappers. My wife's worked on a couple projects for a guy who lives two blocks away from the Retirement Ranch. The guy's seriously thinking about moving.
Just wanted to add: not only was your post funny, but all the comments had me laughing, too. Loved Karin's 'Angela Lansbury' comment.
Thanks for all the great comments guys!

Ah, Steve...it's not really my neighborhood per se. I'm more than 4 miles away and not at all in the world of million dollar lot prices to say nothing of what's built on them. Even though we share a zip code, I can't really see them coming over to our local post office, which looks like it would fit in perfectly in any backwater town in a third world country. But are you saying the PTB don't have a sense of humor? (Thanks Steve!)
Wow!! So now you get to deal with long lines of cops on motorcyles and strings of limos every time W wants to go out for a taco. And I thought Baton Rouge traffic was bad! Good luck. No, just move.
Pretty scary, any way you look at it. What will you say to him when you start running into him at your neighborhood Starbucks?
An old friend of mine is living on Vancouver Island in British Columbia raising blueberries. He was born and raised in the greater Washington, D.C. metropolis in University Park. He moved away because "It's the target." Now it seems the target may have moved. Condolences buddy.
Best of luck. Why don't you bake some cookies to welcome your new neighbour into the neighbourhood ;)
It's nice to know that even when you go to a post on OS for a nice discussion of land use planning and principles of urban residential zoning (complete with Google Earth illustrations and CAD drawings) you can still wind up talking about my ass.

Is this a great site, or what?

Beth Mann, this butt's for you!
Criminey Barry, and I thought my neighbors were right wing nutjobs! You take the cake (please share with Freaky). I'm willing to back up your plan; let me know when I need to mobilize and, like Gary, what to wear. Camo chic?

Keep us posted, friend. Chin up and all that pip!
Yanno, the first thing I thought of when I saw the pic of your Class 18 abode - He's got an antennae???

And I agree with ProcoHarem: You've salted this post with enough keywords to put you on a watch list/surveillance category #1 for the next 18 months - at least, under the former AG. Be careful of your eckspreshun of terrior est ohr b alming relaited langwage.
Barry, this is great. We can now expect some great future posts concerning the state of your "behind". Best part of this post is how much your wife loves you. I always notice that stuff. Rated earlier.
So Dallas has a new village idiot! Awesome!
Dam barry and my condolences and in memorial words of Robbie the Robot come to mind today, “Danger, Will Robinson,” http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/2009/01/18/2009-01-18_lost_in_space_robot_actor_bob_may_dies.html
Oh MY !!!
I am so childish sometimes... But maybe it will make you feel better...

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/01/19/goodbye-mr-bush---play-th_n_159235.html
Oh man - I thought I was gonna see me some fine Barry ass, but no. Complaints only. Jeez!
You have my sympathies, brother. Hopefully, you won't get invited to the next barbecue - I mean, with Dick and Condi there, it would have to be a downer anyway.

Thumbed because you are one of the best treasures Texas has to offer. :-D
I'm sorry for you and your neighbors. Nobody should have to live close to that man. Speaking as a former Washingtonian, I know my neighbors there are glad to see him go. Speaking as a current Austinite, I'm really glad he's moving to Dallas and not back here. And I bet a lot of people in Caldwell feel the same way.
interesting. i used to live right over there, too (just north of Lovers Lane, east of the Tollway.) horrible place. i hated it there, and was glad to move to Deep Ellum.

i think he's right where he belongs.
Well, at least you got a zip code. Cheers!
Bbd, today I was in a restaurant when they announced that Bush had left D.C., and everyone spontaneously broke out in cheers and applause. And I thought of you, because as happy as we all are to see him go -- I'm sorry he'll have to land near you. Good luck.
Thanks J, nice to be thought of. It'll be ok, he had to end up somewhere, though I wish it were the Hague.
Because, Barry, it is (no matter what Lonnie says) all about your very fine ass.

Hee.

It always amazes me how much information you can get about someone using public records posted on the Internet. Kinda scary, too. The thing that freaked me out the most was when I realized that I could use Google Earth to look at an aerial shot of my house that was close enough you could identify the car parked in the driveway.
Well, Barry, I work less than 7 miles from there. But I'm pretty sure he will be landing some big ass plane at the airport my building sits on. At least he went to Midland first. They're probably waiting for the "hired help" to situation the furniture before trekking to Dallas. A business acquaintance lives just south of their new home. At least the crime rate will drop in the neighborhood with all the Secret Service agents around.

I figure the majority of Texans are happy to have him back and that those of us in Texas not so happy are just taking the hit for the rest of the country. After all, where could he go? He has had very little international travel (except to military installations) in his past.
If you run into him at 7-11, I think you should introduce yourself as Class 18 Barry.