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Out Here

May 8, 2025

I joined Maria at a screening tonight for Out Here, a documentary short about the unhoused community in Sacramento. The film presents homelessness in Sac through the eyes of Mark, a social worker who, according to the film, has emerged from his own troubled past to work on the front lines of what they describe is an escalating social crisis. Mark — who was sitting right behind us in the theater — is still, today, working to house and improve the lives of Sacramento’s chronically homeless, navigating incredible institutional challenges and roadblocks.. including, often, substantial resistance from the very folks he’s trying to help.

The film was so poignant. The connections he sometimes made (not always) with folks was hopeful, but also frustrating. It was clear that every single case is unique.. people’s needs are entirely unique to them. It’s clear the solution to homelessness is not a one-size-fits-all.

I was glad to see Vet’s Memorial Theater was packed. It was an event put on by supervisor Sheila Allen, who was sick and couldn’t be there. Her staff thanked and acknowledged lots of folks. In the acknowledgment category, she included Maria, mentioning that she was David’s sister. It was moving to see a film about homelessness in our region, especially as the stabbing trial began this week and two of the victims were unhoused.

The program opened with a piano player (and his dog). This gentleman was featured in the doc:

They also invited another subject in the documentary to read a poem. His sister was on hand, as part of a panel discussion following the film:

In addition to the poet’s sister, the film maker, and two other formerly unhoused women (who now work for agencies providing services to the homeless community) made brief comments and answered questions.

Virtual Court

May 7, 2025

The meat of the trial for David and Karim’s murderer and Kimberlee’s assailant — Carlos — began two days ago. Last week was jury selection and motions. This week the prosecution’s case began with testimony and evidence and will continue for at least two solid weeks before the defense weighs in. And that’s just the guilt phase of this two-part trial. The second phase will be about determining whether these heinous acts were committed by a person in the throes of schizophrenia.

I am planning to be in the courthouse as often as I can manage. I might miss a morning or an afternoon here and there, or even a full day (we only have a few weeks before we take off for Europe and there is a lot that needs to get done in prep for the trip and in prep for being gone.) But I won’t miss any of the proceedings because they offer virtual court! One just goes to the Yolo County Superior Court website, clicks on “View Live Courtroom,” selects a courtroom (Dept 14 in this case), enters their name and they’re in right away. It’s incredibly easy. I’ve watched from home on my laptop and on my phone. I’ve listened to it in the car. I’ve even watched when I’m at the courthouse: when the evidence includes images that are particularly brutal, I have stepped out of the courtroom and into the hall and logged on to the website (where they stream the proceedings without the graphic images).

Here is a screenshot of the coverage from this morning. They offer multiple camera angles.. one of the witness stand (that’s Kimberlee), one of the judge (Sam), one of the attorney’s tables and podium (that’s prosecutor De Moura asking questions and to the right the defense attorney and defendant). You can also see a bit of the gallery.. mostly filled with media folks. When there is an image to share, that is also webcast, unless it’s graphic, in which case it’s blacked out.

When I’ve logged on, I’ve noticed there are around 100 others who are also online. It’s a great public service.

Rock Tumbler

May 6, 2025

Jim. I’m tellin’ ya. The man makes stuff.

Exhibit A:

This is a rock tumbler. I don’t know impetus for this, but apparently having a rock tumbler was high on Jim’s wish list. Or maybe it was just about finding a use for the motor he stripped out of an old lawn mower. Neato either way, right?

I must say, this is really clever. He’d do a better job of explaining how he came up with this implementation, but for my part, I’m just impressed with the ingenuity. I would have not the first clue about how to convert a lawn mower motor to something that powers a rock tumbler, never mind how to construct a spinning vessel strong enough to run continuously for 7 days and endure tumbling *rocks*.

Check out these belts and other gizmos:

Here’s the set up in the storage unit off the garage, right next to Jim’s Stairmaster (he says it’s so loud it drowns out NPR… the station he listens to while working out and working in his garage). You see bottles of grit, spare cylinders of various sizes, the motor and rack upon which the tumbler spins, maneuvered by those belts. I think. What you can’t see is the heat/fire sensor which is mounted nearby and which sends a signal to Jim in the house somewhere if all that energy gets coverted to fire! He’s an industrial designer who thinks of everything. 🙂

The rocks are supposed to be “ready” on May 13. Jim’ll do an unveiling and I’ll post a picture, no matter how they turn out. Stay tuned.

Memes Tell The Story

May 5, 2025

I could write about our crumbling democracy and the rise of authoritarian rule. I could repost what others have written about same — I mean, there are some great writers out there who are putting bold and brave words to this unfolding horror show. Or I could drop some memes into my blog from time to time.. as they, too, tell the story… and/or express so well how I feel.

Here are a few:

I know, it’s been Spring for a long time now. But this is the part of Spring when our front yard is alight in lavender and yellow flowers and…. and….. WOW! They are just so pretty.

Yes, they are that yellow!! And yes, that climbing vine is that voluptuously covered in lavender blossoms.

(And yes, we still have our Harris/Walz sign up.)

Afternoon Tunes

May 3, 2025

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It’s hard to get more pleasant than this, and I’m not even a jazz fan.

TH, the owner of Cloud Forest has been offering live music from his outside deck in the Spring and Fall on Saturday afternoons from 4-6. He’s been doing it for years now. This is the second time I’ve gone (can’t remember if I blogged about it two weeks ago).

Today’s was a 5-person jazz ensemble that included a trumpet player who used to back up Gladys Knight (two weeks ago, there was a guitar player who used to back up BB King). Today also featured a vocalist who was lovely. They did a lot of Cole Porter, some Miles Davis, all kinds of standards I knew, a George Benson song, and more; they played for two hours with a break.

He could advertise it more… the crowd is very small… but the quality of music is high and the setting is lovely. Warm day, light breeze, shaded patio, gin and tonics… lots to love about all that. And all free.

I’m Naked

May 2, 2025

I am laptopless. I am a bit lost without my MacBook Air, so bear with as I figure out how to navigate WordPress from my phone. I’m not even sure how I got to this page.

I damaged my screen somehow and have left my beloved laptop with the Apple folks at the UCD Bookstore. This is a wonderful discovery… that we live across the street from an Apple service center. The $600+ it’s going to cost to replace the display is not so wonderful. And the five days it’s going to take to get it back is also not wonderful. And the learning curve for using my phone for everything I do is definitely not wonderful. But I’ll put on my big girl pants and figure out as much as I can.

First order of business… how to attach a photo.

I screen shotted this graphic below a while back.. thought it was clever. It’s been sitting in my photo archive — which, thanks to the almighty cloud, I have access to on my phone. So… here ‘tis.

Pretty cool, huh?

And with that, I shall conclude this installment of adventures in awkward phone blogging.

I love the double entendre, I don’t love that we are in a crisis.

Even in a crisis, getting together with friends and neighbors (and husbands!!) is gratifying. At least — in a country divided — everyone in Davis’s Central Park was rowing in the same direction (as they say). That feels good. This one brought out nearly 1000 folks. Not bad for a mid-week, early evening event. Speeches, signs, a march through downtown… just another day in trump’s ‘murica.

Some pics…

As Jim and I approached 5th and B, we ran into Victoria and Phil, and then Janet! As we got within view of the park, we saw this.. uh… WOW.

Steve, Dillan, Kelly, a Davis College dem, Jesse:

If you look close, you’ll see Jim’s neon beacon.. and Jim holding my latest sign…

And Antonio with a farmworker who shared her story…

Jim’s 72th.

Jim got fitted today for the crown that will screw into his implant, ending a year of implant bridge hell. Won’t go into detail, but it’s been a long flipper-frustrating year and in a few weeks he’ll finally be at the finish line. Best birthday present ever (“All I want for my birthday is my three front teeth.”)

C is for Compassion

April 29, 2025

Two years ago today, the local Phoenix Coalition organized a community memorial to David, who’d been killed just three days before. I was in Ann Arbor and could not be there. I’m so grateful to have stumbled across this photo on Lucas’s FB feed tonight. It’s really something. One of the commenters on the post said, “Now we know what the C in C Street stands for.”

A year later, the City actually designated the corner of Third and C: Compassion Corner.

Another commenter on the thread mentioned how eloquent Maria and Robb had been in their remembrances. Maria had shared a text she’d received from David some years prior to his murder. She committed that from this moment on, she would carry forward David’s prescient and moving message of compassion.

Shortly afterward, another guy created a graphic of what David had said in his message to his sister: