I am writing this while board stiff so to speak at Council beating around the bush on “shuttle issue” –when I speak I will say what Schmid just said, and I just applauded 8:36 p.m. MARGUERITE. Speaking of chicks I dig.
Marguerite was Asa’s favorite horse as shuttled people from Palo Alto to Stanford back in the day.
We are beating a dead or dying horse here and reinventing the wheel. I say: cute a deal with Big Daddy and let Marguerite be he or she a horse or human figure out our problems. Duh. And how much, if I bellowed about $175,000 for the Flints — Half Moon Bay planning flunkies — are we spending on Fleece and Fleer or whoever they are, from Germany and England and Hawaii oh my.
Jim Burch with his dying breath said: let’s decorate the busses to increase ridership, because it was dead or dying then. I was there. In 2010, exactly four years ago. At PAPAC arts meeting.
(I suggested a bus dressed like Furthr).(that’s his granddaughter above, Kristina Lindsay, at Lytton Plaza).
Steve from Gunn, dude from Enschede.
Fittingly (love the dress terms), I was late to my speech because I drove home a young singer named Darryl Delanty I think who uses the Shuttle.
sang a michael jackson ballad for Alice of Garden Fresh in exchange for a ride home but usually uses our shuttle east
Are you on the bus or off the bus?
Stoned angels weep. Because you are wasting $300,000 of their our money, I am merely guessing – the number is hidden. I will ask.
I met Guerrero the art dealer when he was with Justin Giarla at White Walls, and checked out his Portrero Hill Gallery, and did buy a Reyes from him, for like $50.
I didn’t quite catch the name of the artist or the venue and won’t make it not bloody likely to the RSVP only shindig Saturday, but took the time to snatch ala Shepherd Fairey this pic because it seems to say my name, WEIS or thereabouts. dig it all
I think he name Andres Guerrero the dealer not the artist nor venue
The Phyllis Women Inga, Phyllis, Nancy and Lindsay
My favorite girly shop in Palo Alto is Phyllis. Five-forty Ramona, great location, near Coupa. I debuted (day booted?) my Ginsberg tribute Beat Hotel Rm 32 Reads Howl in 2009 nearby, at 530 Ramona.
For a straight guy who, please believe me, I never wear dresses, I fully endorse this place. Phyllis told me she partied with Mingus, for instance, back in the day.
I bought my GF Terry some stuff there once.
Cute photo!
And I vowed that if I actually get seated for City Council, I will buy a dress, assuming there is something that fits me — I am about 6 feet even and 200 pounds — wear it once and donate it to charity.
(This reminds me of meeting Roxy Rapp, who owns 219 Hamilton across street, for first time recently and telling him I rocked Roxy euro-dude duds while at L.L. Bean Dartmouth in the 1980s, or at least until Teddy Conway of the New Orleans rugby Conways told me the striped pants were clown-like).
I am writing this while board stiff so to speak at Council beating around the bush on “shuttle issue” –when I speak I will say what Schmid just said, and I just applauded 8:36 p.m. MARGUERITE. Speaking of chicks I dig.
Marguerite was Asa’s favorite horse as shuttled people from Palo Alto to Stanford back in the day.
We are beating a dead or dying horse here and reinventing the wheel. I say: cute a deal with Big Daddy and let Marguerite be he or she a horse or human figure out our problems. Duh. And how much, if I bellowed about $175,000 for the Flints — Half Moon Bay planning flunkies — are we spending on Fleece and Fleer or whoever they are, from Germany and England and Hawaii oh my.
Jim Burch with his dying breath said: let’s decorate the busses to increase ridership, because it was dead or dying then. I was there. In 2010, exactly four years ago. At PAPAC arts meeting.
(I suggested a bus dressed like Furthr).
Steve from Gunn, dude from Enschede.
Fittingly (love the dress terms), I was late to my speech because I drove home a young singer named Darryl Delanty I think who uses the Shuttle.
Are you on the bus or off the bus?
Stoned angels weep. Because you are wasting $300,000 of their our money, I am merely guessing – the number is hidden. I will ask.
My or Terry’s pink Schwinn lockless and lovelorn, picking up my Council packet, I bought four books I’ll never read for six dollars*, then grabbed five media: Black Keys circa 2008 by Danger Mouse, “Wall Street” Michael Douglas Oliver Stone, “Blessed is the Match” story of Hannah Senesh who wrote Eli Eli, The Who at Kilburn 1977 because I wrote a white paper to Oxbow about it, for forgotten reasons, i.e I cannot explain, ‘The Thin Blue Line” which creeped me out had me looking over my shoulder its first run theatrical release 1988 in SF, Gateway Theatre near MacPark Rest Spectrum presumably long gone although I recall walking this way imiating Edwin Crayton buying beef ribs for lunch on break from Goodby, that plus literally 50 things I carry (Tim O’Brien reference), and two Football and two baseball games I will never get thru –Mich/Mich State/ San Jose State/Navy and the Giants — cool message from Andy Dieden the Mercury Morris to my Jim Kiik circa 1973 in Saratoga, CA lamenting the closeness of the Giants-Royals: we are in it to win it.
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I asked three candidates early on, allies more or less, to join me in pushing for a voluntary $10,000 spending cap and struck out. (To my nine hundred or $1,000 out of pocket, compared to ZERO but 5,700 votes in 2012).
What could we as a community do with the $200,000 or more wasted on vainglorious idiocy here?
Good on Palo Alto Weekly for making bank on all this! Sarcasm set to stunned.
and 1:
Laura Stec how about a special world serious meal?
can you endorse me, my old BAA friend?
mark weiss
giants fan since the days of tito tapping his bat on the plate but can name four or five of the men on deck when Bobby not Hank Thompson hit the shot
which, over the limit, or in the infinite void between zero and “and 1”, reminds me, that “yack” sounds like my nom de plume of “mrak” — i am baiting them to let it ride — and i think means “talk” but also Jack Hirschman or Hirshman the former poet laureate of SF at 80 and a Dartmouth prof not of me but Alden Van Buskirk who said, when I said I wanted to profile he at Dartmouth in 1961 ala Don Cherry in 1970 “we can yammer”.
coffee strong four hours in
you know, Drekmeier our former BAA leader and one of the reasons I drifted into the muck here leaves me cold in that he will only vote for or endorse on the single silly issue of his anaerobic or I call it “green goop yes” digester doo hickey. Tom Jordan says he will go down in history as being silly, if I can quote Mr. Jordan who come to think of it says he is not voting for me this time despite being my advisor in 2012 because I was too flip with the League of Conservation Voters, who picked what I call the “Barry Goldwater Enviro Slate” as in 9 out of not 10 but 100. got all that! go giants! Or as danny kaye would say: heller throws to haller blah blah blah
Neophyte readers will, like Victoria Thorpe, call this irrelevant or incoherent, but I rebooted the lap dancer to post this purloined image of Weldon Kees, apropos of 280 or Caltrain and although there is no index to “Reclaiming San Francisco: History, Politics, Culture” A City Lights Anthology, edited by James Brook, Chris Carlsson and Nancy Peters, Ann Garrison’s story “Suicide in the City” susses up cleanly during the Contents (page v).
well donkeys? you mean perry and miner?
The chapter starts on page 115 stretches like Willie McCovey to 121 I paid $18.95 was published in 1998 and I have probably read less than 10 pages but am slowly getting my money’s worth. See also: Kimmelman (or Weiss at this point, above) on Ray Johnson.
me gotta go: me and my 50 things to read in my book bag; I told EG of PV via Chi-town that I was planning to be snowed in.
edit to add: oddly, noticing I forgot the photo, Led Zep zips my gray matter: where the fuck is the bridge?
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Ann Garrison lists as reference David Chidester 1988 on Jim Jones, which I can googlink. And I want to outro with an amazon link to this actual book, or is it better to link to City Light per se?
This is my fourth or fifth post of the day, and 995 or 996 all time: what do I do when I hit 1,000? Quit? Jump off the bridge? I am no Ray Johnson, rest assured.
Makeda Best will lecture in Palo Alto on November 6.
Although I am having a hard time thinking beyond November 4, 2014, when Palo Altans take back our republic from the evil hands of the special interests and dollar-mongers, this is on my scope.
Reminds of a film I saw (most of) at UNAFF last week at Paly New Media center, about history of black images in photo, a film. Harry Davis Allen or something? I was gonna hang out and ask a question or make a comment about: Palo Alto Weekly in 2012 took my portrait, Ms.Webber took about 30 exposures. They ran the one of me looking stage left far into space, next to the look-into-camera portraits of the other five. (I had joked: don’t do me like the bird-call bit in Mr. Smith Goes to Washington!). This year, as I refused to even sit for Ms. Webber, who I actually like, they ran another from the same roll: me, glaring into the camera, under the headline or above the headline “The Agitator” (?!), all the others are smiling. Surely, Bill Johnson publisher and Webber photographer, you have a picture of my normal smiley easy-going (scorpio rising, Ok) self? I said: if I am “the agitator” in the Maytag sense, I am certainly on “gentle-cycle”. I say they are fixing me for an Andrew Goodman “outside agitator” state.
Makeda who I had never seen or heard of before five minutes ago, also reminds me of Makeba. I recall not knowing of Makeba when I wrote about Adrienne Rich “Fact of a Doorframe” for Tom Sleigh’s class at Dartmouth in 1985. And I really didn’t get Makeba until I heard her hiss and grunt for “When We Were Kings” shot in 1974 but released in 2000 or so. Did I read Makeba collapsed on stage during her last show? Or was that Cesaria Evora? I’ve quoted Rich on Makeba before, above.
Makeda Best, related perhaps to Jahvid Best?, I would want to know: Elizabeth Hutchinson also at Columbia Barnard, who was once my date to “Allegria” Cirque de Soleil and did one or two small carving commissions for me, 5751 to our 5775 –yikes!– and Julian Cox, of SFFAM, to her SF MOMA.
total gratuity: typing “elizabeth hutchinson” to my “tags” it suggests: elizabeth warren, elizabeth holmes, elizabeth streb, elizabeth sullivan of PACE gallery.
Makeda also hints at: nozo imanaka, akira tana. I’m so confused. I thought Stanford soccer frosh and Gunn grad Sarah Robinson was Eugene S. Robinson’s child and therefore “black” and not “japanese” or jad-fairish. (typing jad first they want to make it “had” and they “cal trader” or “jade villilon” villilon meanwhile becomes a villain; totally off the tracks: I told Lani Wui, Shannon Elizabeth Clark and “Patty” that I was going to suggest an Elisha Cook Jr Day in Palo Alto as a way to lure David Packard into my dark passage.
“one person one vote one dollar one vote”
“enforce the comprehensive plan don’t gut it”
I understand Palo Alto because I went to elementary, middle and high school here and after college came back to Palo Alto because I care about this city and I am concerned about:
enabling Palo Alto to raise their family
edit to add: what I actually say is “palo alto made me who I am more than anyone else on the ballot, can say; I’ve been here the 2nd-longest, 1974 to John Fredrich’s 1968, me to attend Fremont Hills Elem fifth grade and he to attend Stanford; there are only two of 12 of us who are products of PAUSD schools, me as a Gunn 1982 and Cory Wolbach, but I have lived half-a-life more than he, my 50 to his 35 or so; (I also try to throw in “Dartmouth ’86, where it fits). Ok that’s 124 words and counting. Who’s counting?
art by Terry from mailers, 2012 and commission of Terry to Rob Syrett, shown at WORKS San Jose in art show, fall 2012 — and they may still have some Weiss 202 buttons laying around
But concert promoter Mark Weiss dismissed the question as “biased” and said the city would be better off exploring rent control.
“How many houses would we have to build before the prices would become affordable?” Weiss asked. “No one has answered that at all.”
Forty-percent of us rent here. Personally, for my one bedroom at Oak Creek, it has gone from $2,300 in 2008 to $3,100 now, by my count twice the CPI.
I met a man and his daughter, roller-blading at Peers Park, who said “A new park in Ventura is fine, but they just raised my rent $500 and I’m not sure I can stay here”.
But there is virtually no discussion of rent control in the already short season of the Palo Alto City Council campaign; Jason Greens two brief graphs I reprinted above are about the only word on it.
I don’t even know if it will work — people tell me there are flaws and cheats on rent control — but I think it should at least be discussed.
I saw Garson Bakar’s name on the list of backers of a Joe Simitian soiree at Lucie Stern yesterday. I wish I had gone and could pigeon-hole his thoughts on this. Bakar owns Oak Creek and several similar properties; his name is also on the 4th floor of SF MOMA as an arts patron, and landsman.
(and I just revised to click “ethniceities” the Plastic Alto code for Jewish)
I was at Greg Brown’s memorial at Art Center and was late because I was chatting up Mr. Danner, the music teacher. I was two hours later (and $200 short) for Simitian and he was a week early for PAHA. We discussed Hank Thompson v.
edit to add, October 30:
Bobby Thompson.
I spoke on this theme for 3 minutes at ARB on Thursday, October 30. (I am also an applicant, as a non-architect design professional for one of the 3-of-5 seats on ARB set for design professionals; currently there are five architects on the Architectural Review Board; I am claiming that 2 of five would be plenty, and remedial, to all the log-rolling; Randy Popp, my childhood neighbor but not really an al, mentioned me, indirectly, before the gavel drop, apropos of my simultaneous more of less striving for both council and ARB seats; for the record, today, the board is Gooyer, Prichard, Popp and Lew).
I almost spiced up my little talk with reference to Isaiah the Prophet, the Book and a little quote I saw in a 1992 book on printmakers Terry had on her shelf this morning, selected to accompany a print by Ida Applebroog: I will go before thee, And make the crooked places straight 45:2. My mom, maybe as part of the presentation of her dementia, maybe not, said that Rabbi Sydney Akselrad of Beth Am, circa 1977 said of my singing and chanting voice “He sounds like Isaiah!” which is meant to say “loud” or as Michael Franti years later would say “loudy”. (“I like my bass loudy”
ok, permit me this digression, while a nice lady — I am at ARB listening to a presentation about 441 Page Mill, by Norm Schwab and John Northway — North Elevation adjacent to Paint Store discuss.
Every body on a move
soldier of fortune open your cookie
unfold the paper stop lookie lookie
then march to the kitchen
food for the masses
that’s the new mission
salaam shalom
shalom salaam
the one sound louder than a bomb
the whole world sings this song
check it
stop
rock
i like my bass loudy loudy louder
this track is love amplified
this track is love fortified
this track combats genocide
7 inch Jamaican 45
The thing about the rebbe, and I did speak to his daughter Lisa Akselrad, who ran an ad in the local paper about her personal assistance business (not exclusively for elders) about his considerable legacy; I borrowed a book for 24 hours from his successor Janet Marder of Beth Am about Rabbi Sydney; a couple years ago, 2007 or so, while living on Pepper — coincidentally a stones throw from 441 Pepper they are still discussing — Nielson Buchanan Terry’s neighbor the parking guru, lauding Amy French, not a bad singer herself by the way — a tape of my Bar Mitzvah and he said “I named you Moshe (Moses) because I expect you to be a leader”. Even reading two pages was a shot in the arm. And I shot a photo of a page, copyrights be darned. (I didn’t realize he was from Pittsburgh; maybe he knew or knew of Henry Ford the footballer).
Dartmouth also quotes from Isaiah in its motto: Vox clamantis en deserto. And 1: I re-met the charismatic young Christian bluegrass fiddler Isaiah Pekary busking on Uni the other night and offered to manage or advise him: no reply.
Anyhow there goes our 3 minutes.
don’t forget why you came to the dance…
the MOVEMENT is like a phenomenon.
Rent control.
I also said that in the San Jose Metro there is an article by Pam Malone about Mountain View council candidates not discussing rent control. I also borrowed a book from the new Paly Media center a student publication from somewhere with that as a cover story.
Let’s talk. Or dance:
edit to add, two years later, August, 2016: I found a link to Jesse Arreguin’s proclamation that passed in Berkeley on pushing back against Costa-Hawkins. I believe earlier this year I sent same to both Marc Berman and Vicki Veenker running for assembly, hoping they would add a plank in support of renters. I sent a note to Steffen Eelgstrand, staffer for Jesse Arreguin, this post and a bit of who and why I was or am.
I would admit the above starts straight then explodes, like our universe into too many pieces.
Plastic Alto with Mark Weiss 