If you haven’t heard about Nixle let me give you the details. Its a service many local police and fire agencies use that you as a citizen can get alerts on what is going on in your community. I signed up for a few in my area so I know when streets are closed due to some sort of fire or police emergency. They always include a link to get more details if you need them.
Today its a heat emergency and it will exist through the weekend. Two of the agencies I follow included links to cooling centers in the area.
In recent weeks I’ve learned of street closures because of fires, accidents or other police activity. Some directly affected me and I was able to use the info to avoid the problems.
Sign up is easy. You get to pick as many agencies as you want to get alerts from. You can have sent to you via email or text message. The information you get is well worth the few clicks it takes to get signed up
You don’t know him, but please indulge me in a few moments of reflection here for my neighbor, Mr. Cataldi, and allow me a circle of love drawn for and around his wife, children, family, and friends.
Home is so often little more than temporary here in transient Los Angeles, where the earth and its people move with such ceaseless regularity. In such a region of motion and shallow roots, home is more conceptual than concrete. And that’s what makes his story so unique in this city.
Mr. Cataldi was raised in a lovely 104-year-old craftsman bungalow down the block from me (pictured), then owned by his father — perhaps he was even born there. Drawn back to his childhood home as an adult, he purchased it, raised his children in it, and lived in it his entire life, which came to an end yesterday.
For the fixture he was, it’ll be sad when I pass by now and don’t see him sitting comfortable and proud out there on the porch with his wife. But as a native angeleno who’s had no less than 16 addresses in my far shorter existence, I’ll remember him as someone who proved that one can plant deep roots in these shifting soils and have them hold strong.
Ok…I’m in as much a hurry as anyone. Today was my neuro appt at Kaiser Sunset. Parking was always rough there until 2 years ago when they instituted complimentary valet parking. Its well signed too.
So…I left early to allow for parking dilemmas, and knew that if all else failed I could use the handy valet service. Zipping around the corner in my nifty new compact I came across this idiot hogging 2 compact spaces. Absolute genius. Didn’t even make an effort to fit in one compact space, but angled in blocking another. It was clearly marked as they pulled in “small car” and “compact car” only, a redundancy that escaped them. The worst thing was that if they followed the signs up one more level they would have had the use of free valet service.
There’s an app being tried somewhere in Canada that will PAY people to report parking ‘tards such as this one. Not sure when or if ever it will make it to L.A. But when it does I will be rich.
Pic by me…love how the license plate glows in the dark.
Ok, I couldn’t find a snazzy graphic or avoid the snark in the headline. In short the US Supreme Court has ruled that the lower courts initial ruling holding Prop 8 as unconstitutional will be upheld as the petitioners in support of it weren’t the proper entities to appeal and bring the case to them. Got that readers digest version of the events that made same sex marriage legal again in CA?
When the ruling was read this morning Gov Brown stepped up and ordered the various county clerks offices to begin issuing marriage licenses again with the CAVEAT that nothing can happen until the circuit court removes the stay on that order. (The stay was put in place pending this appeal when the lower court ruled Prop 8 was unconstitutional a few years ago). It could happen in hours (most likely outcome) or days (least likely and for some of my friends I really hope that is not the case).
The return of Echo Park Lake to the people this past weekend after an almost two-year closure for renovation, was both a highly anticipated event for those in the surrounding communities, and big enough to warrant coverage by a lot of the local media outlets.
Me? I stayed the heck away on Saturday, opting instead to visit on the far less-hectic day after, with the crowds far less madding and the number of pontificating politicians reduced to zero.
What a beautiful old new place it is. An absolute jewel. My favorite sight? This specimen (click it for the bigger picture):
It did my heart good to see the lotuses once again thriving in the north lagoon.
LA Taco Blog is one of my must-reads. I’m WAY out of its demographic, practically none of its topics are written with anyone of my middle-class unhip ilk in mind, and it covers people, events, things in areas of the greater LA/SoCal region I rarely if ever visit, but I enjoy the hell out of it anyway. It’s like sitting in the back of a clubhouse fulla koolkidz who don’t care you’re there while they talk shop and share shit.
So it was that on a recent click over to their site last month, I found a post extolling the virtues of an eatery called Corner Burger, which is so named because it sits on a street corner on 147th Street a block west of a street called Hawthorne Boulevard. In a city called Lawndale. Which is all a big “Huh?” to me. You have to understand: up until I googled the place’s address, I had no idea where Lawndale was. A native angeleno and I had not a clue. That’s the way it was and is for me and much that region. I just don’t get out there (unless crawling along the 405 around the South Bay Curve counts — and it doesn’t).