Tagged With: Alameda
At home to callers
The days pass and I keep waiting for culture shock to set in, or for any indication that I have drastically changed my type and city of residence. Nothing. And then on Monday we stepped off BART into the Mission and I realized, as I passed the six homeless guys and the drunk peeing on … Continue reading
Boys becoming men, men becoming wolves
As some of you know, I’ve been very excited about having our first Halloween in this house. This will be the first time in eight years that no one will be stabbed or shot outside my home on Halloween. And we get trick-or-treaters! I feel I need to decorate the house thoroughly, so neighborhood kids … Continue reading
I’m clean puzzled, that’s what.
Two nights ago, around midnight, two fire trucks and three police cars stopped on my street and a bunch of emergency personnel went into the house two doors down. I didn’t see any signs of a fire, and no one was running towards the house or away from it, and I didn’t see anyone being … Continue reading
Housing interlude
We looked at another house in Alameda and fell in love all over again. My initial objection to this little island paradise — that it isn’t San Francisco, basically — kind of evaporated on our trip when I spent time in quiet idylls such as sleepy Bend, OR; storm-silenced Boise, ID; and the bath-water-warm midnight … Continue reading