Okay, admittedly, I probably have a second-grader’s knowledge of some of the stuff we’ve got going on here at work. Right now, the hot debate is what will go in the Commissary/PX site.
There are three entities in the running. I tried to read the three proposals, but shortly into each one of them, my eyeballs rolled in back of my head. One of them is George Lucas and his museum of some kind of art. I should be able to tell you what kind of art, but I didn’t get that far. I saw a picture of a Norman Rockwell though. The other two were more conceptual and so I didn’t really grasp it.
You know, if you want to know how to fix a printer, enter your payroll, purchase a bunch of junk or travel, I’ve got you covered. The rest of it, for lack of a better word, is kind of that happy-happy-feel-good-cosmosis shit I just don’t get. Hey, I made the word “cosmosis” up!
Moving on, according to our Bylaws, whatever those are…I can tell you that I made a binder for them and put a sticker on the front that says “Bylaws”…anyway, according to those Bylaws, we need to have two public board meetings per year.
Last night was one of them. The purpose of last night’s meeting was to share the revised proposals for the commissary space. Then the public would have a two minute chance to comment on them, or whatever else they wanted to comment on. That’s where Poppy and I come in. We’re the timekeepers for the meeting. Sort of like Superheroes, only different. The timekeeping job is the most hated of jobs at these meetings; at least that’s what I’ve been told. Makes me feel even more like a Superhero. We need capes and tight leather costumes!
Anyway, what’s that saying...”Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one but they think each other’s stink.” San Franciscan’s have the rep for being some of the most opinionated folks anywhere…It would be safe to throw in words like entitled, NIMBY and well-off in the mix too.
Over 100 folks signed up to express their opinion. That makes for a long night at two minutes a pop. The meeting started at 6:30, the comment period part of the meeting didn’t start until after 7:00; you do the math cause I can’t. Yeah, the meeting ended around 11:00pm!
But here’s the best part. While we were sitting there, FFM-Laurie got my attention and pointed to a guy sitting in the front and she mouthed “MC Hammer”. Huh? Was she making fun of this guy? He didn’t even have Hammer-Pants on. I had noticed him earlier cause he had really cool boots on. A little later I figured it out…IT WAS MC HAMMER! The best part was when our Chairwoman of the Board said “Aren’t you going to dance for us?” I almost fell off my chair. Clearly though, they have some history. Say, did you know his real name is Stanley?
Look, here are his legs and his really cool boots!
Not just that, but we had ancestors of the original Mericans. This gal is a member of the Ohlone tribe.
She got up to speak, but I couldn’t understand her. For a second, I thought I was stroking out, but then I got that she was speaking in her native tongue. Bet that threw the transcriber of the meeting for a loop.
On the whole, the meeting was very subdued…okay, there was the lady going on about the chemical poisoning in her neighborhood and how her kids are breathing in the air…and how she wants a break on her rent. Call me crazy, but if I thought I was living on contaminated land and my kids were breathing in poisonous air, I think I’d move.
What else…Oh, I made Nectar-of-the-Beef-Gods over the weekend. Yeah, I had 15lbs of Happy-Beef-Bones and another 5lbs of Happy-Veggies. Took all day and ended up with three quarts of stock…now that’s a labor of love!
Artsie-Fartsie-Food-Porn too!
Home-Improvement-Poppy and I went to Home Depot on Sunday.
Here’s Artsie-Fartsie-Illumination-Poppy!
At this point, I'm pretty sure I was starting to bug her...heh, heh, heh.
She had a couple of shelving projects she wanted to do, which included putting shelves in my shoe closet. You might want to sit down for this:
I know, right? It’s like Christmas every morning when I’m getting ready!! You'll also note in the back there is the makings of a wine cellar.
Guess that's it.
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