Franco to play Sherman in Hollywood biopic

James Franco, the polyglot Paly grad, will play Richard Sherman, the Compton thug turned Stanford pedant turned Seahawk Icarus-by-way-of-Butkus in a deal announced simultaneous via Skype in Phoenix and Park City. Sherman himself will play all the other characters, ala Eddie Murphy, including his momma, his nephew, Jim Harbaugh, Condi Rice and Gerhard Casper. Linda Hunt will play sportswriter Mark Purdy, who tried to bludgeon Sherman today with an overcooked piece of broccoli.

Go, big Rick, my former neighbor (at Oak Creek))

Check back for artwork. I say: Hawks, 24, Pats 3 after a long Edelman return knocked out at the 2. Tom Brady will come down with measles, like so many others connected to J.Serra. J. Serra serra, whatever will be will beat.

outtro, mac and laura circa 1986:

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Fairygodmother lauds politicians

"You taught us civics as well, beyond 'play nice'?" "Of course!" Peck said, over tea, Tuesday in her historic Saratoga home

“You taught us civics as well, beyond ‘play nice’?”
“Of course!” Peck said, over tea, Tuesday in her historic Saratoga home


County Supes support Buena Vista kids with $8 M earmark, in Palo Alto
Betty Peck, Saratoga’s fabled “Fairygodmother of kindergarten”, was a secret and perhaps hermetic lobbying force in the Santa Clara County Supervisors unanimous 5-0 decision to earmark $8 million to help 100 families with kids form an HOA and ward off their eviction by an evil dwarf of a landlord.

Mark Weiss, Peck’s student at Foothill Elementary of Saratoga, in 1969-1970, forty-five years prior, used his 66-second address to establish his credentials in urging the vote, to support about 200 kids currently attending either Barron Park, Terman or Gunn, schools with which he is associated.

“I’m from Palo Alto, like Joe Simitian, his Paly to my Gunn, and a couple years behind, but I also attended Foothill school here in the 408, in Saratoga and had the famous teacher Betty Peck, in a true kindergarten. She even had us to her fantastic spread in the Saratoga Village, with a train set — perhaps the source for my interest in public transit — and she cultivated and sent us home with pollywogs — my environmentalism. Basically she said ‘play fair’ and ‘learn to get along’ which evolves into my concern for these my neighbors, Weiss said.

About 20 other speakers spoke on behalf of the plan to convert a group of tenants into a home-owners-association, with the help of a team of pro bono lawyers and a ethics-oriented bank, who had offered $14 million to a plan months prior. The landlord, Jisser, rejected the offer, and a fair profit, in hopes that the real estate rout in Palo Alto would continue, that leadership here would upzone, to double his money and let him dip his beak before the drawbridge lifts to the magic kingdom of neo-Feudalism.

“I have what I call an ‘old school’ understanding of Democracy, as was taught in Saratoga and Palo Alto schools in their pre-Prop 13 heyday — maybe most of you as well — so to me it is still ‘one-person, one-vote’ and not ‘one-dollar, one-vote’ so staff, as you instructed, should grab the hand of the owner and grab the hand of the residents’ advocate and help them shake on a deal.”

Weiss, in his first time addressing the 70 Hedding group, and wearing slippers (Crocks, not glass) — he embodied something that Supe Chavez had referenced moments earlier on the prior item, of people watching and following the proceedings from comfort of home, but then suddenly remembered this opportunity and tore out of his breakfast at 9:30 to make the 25 minute drive South from Palo Alto, so appeared rather under-dressed, especially compared to the tailored suit he wore 12 hours earlier at Palo Alto Council Monday, tracking the developers and office space (he actually came from a funeral, of a Carmelite nun, Sister Maria-Immaculata of the OCD, order of barefoot nuns).

“Last time I spoke on this” he had started, before identifying himself, although he exchanged nods with Joe as he filled out his slip, “I referenced Matthew and ‘the least of my brethren’ but this time, consistent with the change in venue, I’ve switched to Dr. Seuss and The Sneetches since I am wearing the tell-tale yellow sticker KEEP B.V. IN P.A succinct if a little vague, please note for the record –so I am saying it aloud — that mine is not on the shoulder but on the belly and in the traverse meaning topsy-turvy position so I can read it to you.”

Weiss succeeded Theodore Seuss Geisel as a Dartmouth humorist, he for The Dartmouth, Seuss for The Chapparal; Weiss says he never met Geisel but did meet Budd Schulberg (“On The Waterfront”) at a reunion of student press of Dartmouth.

“I don’t actually know Jesus either, but I was Bar Mitzvah’d by Rabbi Sidney Axelrad at Beth Am in Los Altos Hills, who told me he named me ‘Moshe” because he thinks I should aspire to leadership among my people” thus spoke the three-time aspirant to Palo Alto City council to his alter ego the even lowlier blogger.

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Maybe it’s

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Cheryl Wheeler, 1997 about Jonesboro, Arkansas, Garth Brooks pka Chris Gaines, 2000 and me, at PAUSD meeting, apropos indirectly about Gunn student stress (which I am hesitant to call a “suicide cluster”) — and Cheryl did play this at Cubberley 1997, a show for which a poster was made using art by Callie Withers of Gunn, a piece I saw in the Oracle — I left out the last line:

Maybe it’s the movies, maybe it’s the books
Maybe it’s the bullets, maybe it’s the real crooks
Maybe it’s the drugs, maybe it’s the parents
Maybe it’s the colors everybody’s wearin
Maybe it’s the President, maybe it’s the last one
Maybe it’s the one before that, what he done
Maybe it’s the high schools, maybe it’s the teachers
Maybe it’s the tattooed children in the bleachers
Maybe it’s the Bible, maybe it’s the lack
Maybe it’s the music, maybe it’s the crack
Maybe it’s the hairdos, maybe it’s the TV
Maybe it’s the cigarettes, maybe it’s the family
Maybe it’s the fast food, maybe it’s the news
Maybe it’s divorce, maybe it’s abuse
Maybe it’s the lawyers, maybe it’s the prisons…
…Maybe it’s the army, maybe it’s the liquor
Maybe it’s the papers, maybe the militia
Maybe it’s the athletes, maybe it’s the ads
Maybe it’s the sports fans, maybe it’s a fad
Maybe it’s the magazines, maybe it’s the internet
Maybe it’s the lottery, maybe it’s the immigrants
Maybe it’s taxes, big business
Maybe it’s the KKK and the skinheads
Maybe it’s the communists, maybe it’s the Catholics
Maybe it’s the hippies, maybe it’s the addicts
Maybe it’s the art, maybe it’s the sex
Maybe it’s the homeless, maybe it’s the banks
Maybe it’s the clearcut, maybe it’s the ozone
Maybe it’s the chemicals, maybe it’s the car phones
Maybe it’s the fertilizer, maybe it’s the nose rings
Maybe it’s the end, but I know one thing: _______??

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Palo Alto Doggone

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Citizen 11.7

Doctor Jonathan Reichental and his ilk consume $11.7 MILLION — that’s a thousand thousands for you or we non-math-majors and roughly 7 percent of our Palo Alto overall civic $150 M budget, and although staff and council gushed Monday during an hour-long study session about all the things we could not do by substituting 1s and 0s for real world equivalents since 2006 and how the shot caller is ranked in the top 100 CIOs on Twitter, I question whether beyond price and priority are we the People connecting to leadership in new and interesting ways, or rather, as an inverse function, is this instead a mediated experience and a wall permeable or matrix between we and Democracy in fact a gap? What is the true relationship between the leadership crisis here, as evidenced by the 6-17-14 GJR, and the proliferation of computers? George Packer and Evgeny Morozov handle this more deftly, and in depth. But riddle me this.

rather put the $11.7 M towards subsidizing Palo Alto Downtown's hourly workers, like this retail clerk, and her The Joker tattoo, fall, 2014 on the down low

rather put the $11.7 M towards subsidizing Palo Alto Downtown’s hourly workers, like this retail clerk, and her The Joker tattoo, fall, 2014 on the down low

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My thought in context (for M.L., K.L. & G.A.)

Tune in for 20 seconds to hear me read these names, during oral cmunicatoons

Tune in for 20 seconds to hear me read these names, during oral cmunicatoons

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New day in Palo Alto

6:33 a.m. at 27 Uni

6:33 a.m. at 27 Uni


Janus is shifting her gaze from the winter to the spring, rebirth, what comes out of the ashes, what is around the corner now, the fourth week — my birthday week — of the new year.

An auspice, I spied the banner yet waving in the dawn’s early light, at the former Hospitality House, America’s first community center I believe, what in recent years my and my family — parents, sibs, nephews and, at times my partner (more than one, in a parade of sorts, I slightly sadly admit, before I knew Terry, more before than current, for a vagary of reasons) go to “bust some ribs” as Keena would suggest, MacArthur Park, actually a War Memorial and Monument, or six of them by my count.

Greg Schmid our vice mayor and father of another Greg Schmid my Gunn Oracle staff mate, said today is a good day to chime in on “the Comp Plan” how to enforce it for the benefit of We The People, and not let it be molded like Play-do for the special interests.

Yesterday’s jazz panel at PAHA at Lucie Stern ballroom was a huge hit, despite the modest turnout. Honcho Ralph Britton –father of a Paly ’82 to my Titensity of the same model, he says — introduced Akira Tana as a fellow Gunn alum but neglected the part about he being a football champion, to my hoops title. There are only about 100 men out of the 20,000 Gunn alumni who can claim, like Tana-san and I, that they were champions of either Football (1969, 1971) or basketball (1980, 1981, 2009).

We eulogized Gloria Brown before the hit, so I improvised an added something about my thoughts also being with Keith M. Lockhart, father of my teammate Kent Lockhart; Keith is in hospice in Marin, Kent teaches art and coaches hoops Down Under, outside Melbourne and seldom if ever flies. Coach, Jerry and I we hope helped facilitate the family reaching each other at this time of transit.

Gloria Brown, of PAHA, 1980s

Gloria Brown, of PAHA, 1980s

Meanwhile Rebecca Coupe Franks traveled nearly 10 hours, from an hour outside New York, for the event, while Mayor Karen Holman could not travel ten blocks to meet, greet or hear her. There is more truth in ten bars of Coupe’s trumpet than in a month of council and commission meetings I must sadly report.

But Karen will have a chance to atone. It’s a new day.

Nina?

and1:
Buena Vista’s gotten me so upset
Downtown cap or not made me lose my rest
And everybody knows about Palo Alto Goddam

Seward McCain, Rebecca Coupe Franks, Akira Tana: more truth in 90 minute PAHA jazz panel than 6 months of council and commissions here

Seward McCain, Rebecca Coupe Franks, Akira Tana: more truth in 90 minute PAHA jazz panel than 6 months of council and commissions here

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After Marclay and during

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2nd state

Sans needle

Sans needle

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Marking Marclay

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Palo Alto Forwalk

Lady in green is Elizabeth Wong, who wouldn't sit for me but is becoming a friend or ally, in front of 525, her atty's office

Lady in green is Elizabeth Wong, who wouldn’t sit for me but is becoming a friend or ally, in front of 525, her atty’s office

If, Elaine, Steve, Kate & Eric you are interested in walkability  per se and not just being useful to the devrlopers , shouldn’t you advocate a shoe factory, good for the tax base.

And ignoring 456 as your group transverses is censorship not focus.

As Miss Nancy would say, and not Miss Nancy of the Farmer’s Market, not Miss Nancy the former Mayor and not my brother’s wife: I can see Elaine, and Elaine and Steve and Kate and Steve (Dr. Steve) and Neilson and Eric (on his bike) and Elizabeth and Jaime and Norzin (I introduced to Elaine and Elizabeth…

I reprinted my comment that was deleted from PAW that the new commissioners from Palo Alto Forward are like ring girls at a boxing match, and found a screen

edit to add, early monday, at Peet’s MP Safeway:
my latest nickname for Palo Alto Forward has morphed from Palo Alto For War to Palo Alto Goddam:
while we bicker over how much profit to offer to the gods of Mammon, children die needlessly
(to ER, NB, EU and then KH– I also published a play on the Nina Simone lyric, about Buena Vista, Downtown cap and the suicide cluster)

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