Spotted by my coworker in the field. I hope they find truly our quirky truly berkeley neighbors! I used to have a pretty epic neighbor fight about parking in front of my neighbors house (public right of way!) But shes gone now.
A few photos from this year’s runs started from my front door in Berkeley. No car needed to live here and tens of thousands of acres of contiguous wilderness with trailheads starting 1 mile from me
Where else is like this?
My grandson said that if I was going to have one of those “hate has no home here” signs in my yard then I had to “prove it.” So he took me to meet one of the homeless lgbtq youth that his non profit works with (ugh), and the guy SHOOK MY HAND. It was horrible. I had to listen to the homeless guy’s sob story about being kicked out of his home as a teenager and trying to find refuge in the Bay Area and blah blah blah I don’t care. I almost passed out, and I have been panicking ever since. How contagious are homeless people? Should I goto the emergency room? I don’t think I can drive so I would have to call 9-1-1.
Sincerely,
Karen
So here’s the backstory. My neighbor Jerry is suing my neighbor Margaret again. He says her property is dirty and that’s why rats have spread onto his property. I told them that we need to stick together in the face of ageism and anti-white racism, but they just won’t listen.
However, this whole situation has given me an idea. If you can sue your neighbor for leaving food out and attracting rats, can I sue those people giving food to the homeless? I think it’s basically the same thing and it’s high time I did something good like this for more community.
My grandson told me that I’m despicable, but I think it’s because he’s one of those weird vegans? They’re just rats?
Please let me know what you think.
Sincerely,
Karen
PS I will never die!
he was 81. very healthy. he had just finished his fourth public comment of the week and was literally writing the email version when it happened. the email is still in drafts. it was a good email.
before anyone says "marin doesnt have a proposed bike lane" let me stop you. that is the point. they are not proposing one currently which is exactly the kind of thing you propose next. you study it, then you propose it, then you build it, then everyone dies.
he warned them. at the october meeting he stood up and said "if you put a single line of paint on marin you will kill me." we have it on tape. councilmember harrison literally laughed. she literally laughed at a man's death threat against himself.
now the city is "considering a road safety study." they are doing this WHILE WE GRIEVE.
i am not saying the bike people killed my husband. i am saying they created the conditions in which he died. there is a difference. my lawyer agrees. so does bob.
we are forming a committee. dm for details.
My girlfriends had been telling me that I had to try this new Berkeley bowl place. Usually, I would never go that far downhill but life gets lonely when you live in a 3000 square-foot house all by yourself. So I decided to finally try it out. There I was, almost enjoying myself in the sea of commoners when all of a sudden I ran over a toddler with my shopping cart. Of course I started screaming at the two-year-old to stay out of my way, but then the crying mom came around the corner and said something about it being tough as a single mom.
Of course I screamed at her too, and then quickly went home. I did bump a cyclist as well with my car on the drive back, but those guys are asking for it.
This whole experience has caused some unnatural introspection. I’m not used to being around single moms. This is what happens when we build new housing. I tried to call my grandson for help, but he just told me that the world would be better off if I would just die already. That little shit. I should cut him out of my will, but I made promises to my neighbors regarding who I will leave my house to.
Do I need a lawyer? The little guy didn’t look too good.
Sincerely,
Karen
I’ve lived in my Berkeley neighborhood for 50 years. It was all white when I moved in, but apparently I’m no longer allowed to say how I feel about that. They are proposing to turn our beloved, empty parking lot into a housing development. We all know what this means for the neighborhood. Can you help me stop it?
Sincerely,
Karen