Terra Cota Duct…

I got the call at 2:30 this morning, the voice said, “This is the night reporting team. We have an overtime opportunity…” I dragged myself out of bed and headed south. Ninety minutes later, my truck and I were at the intersection of International Blvd and 17th Ave. A four man water department crew was just finishing putting a steel plate over the hole they had dug.

As I was just turning on my hazard beacon lights, the crew foreman walked up to me and said, “It wasn’t marked and the backhoe snagged it. Can you see if it’s yours? Pacific Gas and Electric says it isn’t theirs.” After further inspection and checking out my digital prints, we determined it was an abandoned duct of cables  owned by the city of Oakland…

This morning, Rob and I are about to take a mini fiber installation course. Suddenly, The World’s Largest Telecommunications Company is hot and heavy into placing our fiber. Google has placed the fear in the company by them placing their own fiber everywhere… This too will pass

Days Getting Shorter…

As it gets darker earlier in the evening, working is just that much harder. Soon I will be trying to play with my little wires in total darkness. Management doesn’t care, they think it’s all the same work. 

Tomorrow Rob and I are going in at 11am because we are to attend a class to splice fiber. Evidentially we are going to start providing fiber to people’s houses in the coming month and they want everyone trained… What will anyone do with a half a million megs anyways? It’s no longer about phones, it’s about data usage.. This too will pass

Please Talk To Sean…

It was truly pathetic last night seeing Herr Trump’s debate performance. When asked about the fact that he at first indeed had supported the war in Iraq he called it a lie. “Talk to Sean Hannity. He’ll tell you I didn’t!” Truly embarrassing how he kept saying, “I wish they would just talk to Sean. They won’t folks.” The truth is, Sean Hannity had been making television commercials for Mr. Trump and supports him but Fox News no longer under Richard Ales told him to stop. 

When questioned about not disclosing his taxes, he said, “I’m smart and I follow the tax laws.” Translation, I don’t pay taxes. Then he tried to fight back and say, “I’ll make my taxes available if she makes her 30,000 e-mails available. I like how she said, “I made a mistake.” She told it plain and simple.

The stuff hit the fan when it was brought up how he tends to call women names if their bodies aren’t magazine model perfect. I loved it how he fell back to his I want to make America great again and bring jobs back to America routine. Why Hillary didn’t mention that his Macy’s line of clothing was made in third world countries is beyond me. He’s a one trick pony and that’s all he got. He tells his base, “The media is so unfair to me and I could of done bad things about her but I didn’t.” I guess constantly saying, “Crooked Hillary” isn’t bad huh. What a joke… This too had better pass

Keeping Guns Out of Criminal Hands…

As I was driving down Market Street in West Oakland, I came upon a bunch red and blue flashing light and crime scene tape blocking off the intersection at 18th Street. I happened to be hearing the portion of the debate where the candidates were talking about keeping the bad guys from getting guns… I guess a bad guy must have been able to get a gun in Oaktown tonight. 

The coroner hadn’t covered the body as it lay in the middle of the street but the police had set out the numbered cones marking the shell casings. Evidentially, the gunman or men wanted their target dead. I turned on my yellow flashers and walked up to the yellow taped off area and watched as the crime scene investigators were setting up the tripod for the measurement-transit instrument. 

It seems so unreal to see a pile of clothes with a body in them, I noticed his feet seemed to point in an odd direction and he must have died instantly. With little blood showing, the victim must have been hit directly in the heart.  His face looked as if it had been planted in the pavement. A crowd began to gather with candles and a few people started to scream in agony, I jumped into my truck and headed back to the garage. I believe this is my eleventh body I’ve seen laying in the streets of Oakland since I transferred into this garage… This too will pass

Thanks but No Thanks…

Today was the annual United Way Giving meeting at the start of our shift. Without fail, we had to see the movie about the homeless woman trying to feed her blind babies followed by the quadruple amputee who through our donations runs marathons when he’s not rescuing puppies from puppy mills. Please… Here’s the truth about The United Way, it’s a corporation that takes its cut from everyone’s donations. I know no one wants to hear the truth but the truth tends to set you free…

William Aramony was the CEO of United Way for twenty-two years and when questioned by others said, “It’s my money.” After his illegal behavior with United Way funds came to light and investigated, he resigned shortly thereafter. He was sentenced to seven years in prison. It seems some of people’s hard earned money went to his enjoyment of under aged girls in 1992. Oh I’m sure the organization has better business practices or does it?

What’s wrong with giving directly to the charity of your choice?  United Ways of America is simply a middle man who always gets their share. No thank you and a couple of miserable dried out donuts and warm juice isn’t going to change my mind. Anyone who knows me know I give but I won’t be guilted into giving… This too will pass

Bye Bye La La Land…

It will be good to get back north to the land of sanity. I was able to get the earlier flight out of here so I don’t have to dash to BART and then jog thru the streets of Oakland to my work garage for I need to have my boots on and ready to go at 1pm. 

Orange County is so conservative that old white men actually stand on street corners holding Trump signs and lawn signs proclaim Trump! Make America Strong Again!  My own son, the fruit of my loins, is going to vote for that guy. I actually asked him, “Do you really believe all his stuff?” He does… 

I’m proud to be an open minded liberal thinking man though some have called me a closed minded boviator. L.A County tends to be more liberal than The O.C. I guess it is all about where the money is. Yes soon I’ll be back where people actually believe in giving a living wage to their employees and free speech is cherished. Maybe Northern California is the last bastion of clear thinking in this country of ours… This too will pass

Sun Surf and Liver Spots…

I could have shown you a photo of Los Angeles International Airport but I decided not to. Instead here’s an early dinner salad and me. I just realized, I’m turning 60 in six short months and the funny thing is, Josh just turned 28 and he might be too old to hangout at the mall in Huntington Beach…  

We had a late lunch or old folks light early dinner at this place called Simmyz. Everyone in the place was young and I felt so old. The young waitresses looked amazing and I asked Josh, “Where was I when there were all these young women were walking around?” Oh that’s right, I was working and raising a family and they were two years old if that.

No, I’m actually happy to have been able to make it to sixty, I count myself lucky. I never had to fight in a war nor be in any fist-a-cuff fight. Most of my children are successful and I can retire now at anytime without a penalty. I have a cat that adores his caretaker and actually life is good. As I dropped Josh off at his place he said, “It was good to be with you dad!” This too will pass

Urth Caffe at The Cottage…

Josh and I broke bread this morning at this outdoor cafe on The PCH in Laguna Beach. The cool breeze off the ocean was simply perfect and if you care to people watch you’ve come to the right place. Most of the people living in Laguna Beach are truly well healed and dressed to the nines even when they are barely dressed.

After breakfast, our plan is to walk on the white sand beaches and then check out a movie. Though I want to heckle the row of Trump supporters waving at the passing cars on the main drag. It’s actually good to be spending time with my youngest son. This too will pass

Cars and More Cars…

Songwriter Randy Newman once wrote a song, I Love L.A, where he lists off the fine attributes of this massive city. He must have been high or drunk when he wrote it. Miles and miles of urban sprawl in every direction, only contained by a bunch of steep mountains to the north and east and the Pacific Ocean to the west.

The last time I came down to see Josh, we drive to the less scenic portion of the Pacific Coast Highway with it’s used tire stores and recycling plants along the main drag. Long Beach is a quite miserable section of Los Angeles. After driving miles thru an endless industrial section, I gave up and got on the 710,10 or was it the 110? Quite frankly, I don’t remember how we got back to the infamous 405, with it’s constant 24/7 traffic, to head south to Orange County. 

Los Angeles is known for it’s air pollution and you can see it in the above picture. The problem is, without a car you are stranded. I had a nightmare last night, I was forced to walk from the Hollywood Hills to Newport Beach and I became stuck in the industrial city of Carson on a dead end street. I woke up in a sweat! I really can’t stand L.A. This too will pass

L.A vs. SF…

Besides the endless urban sprawl of The Southland, Orange County is full of Trump supporters. My son has informed me that he will vote for Donald J. Trump… This cuts me to the bone that I raised a moron… He believes Trumps lies.

This too will pass