Along with all my regulars , Dazy is back! The original Dazy!
Her name will always be Dazy. Right now I have 3 Dazy's that are keeping me busy , There names are Mrs. Mendlebright , Madame Mujer, and Mrs. ? Stay tuned friends and fans. The ? Dazy or no? Call me. "If you never hear from me , it just means I didn't call"- Van Morrison
Gale our new Hank
We now have a gentleman of leisure occupying our couch. We call him the new Hank. My friend Lefty aka as Hank, had stayed with us for nearly a year he was the best housemate you could ever ask for. He was a writer and kept occupied with writing and watching his favorite shows on Netflix like 30 Rock. Lefty actually wrote a romance novel and worked on many lucrative projects and he was eventually able to lease a small studio in nearby La Habra Heights.
Now staying on our recliner, Mitch and I have a 21 year old college student that works at Jamba Juice, volunteers with Food Not Bombs, and others.
We call him Gale because my son watches "King of the Hill" reruns daily. I watch with it too, when I can. In an episode called "High Anxiety" Hank Hill accidentally smokes pot with Gale, roommate of Debbie, Mr. Strickland's paramour. After his wife kicks him out, Mr. Strickland , Hanks boss (owner of Strickland Propane ), moves in with Debbie and her stoner roommate Gale.
This show is from the 1990's and is about a North East Texas family from a town called Arlen, Hank is the dad that is the father of a 12 year old son that does not always do as Hank would like. His wife is Peggy and they have a niece that lives with them.
Here in Southern California rent is highest in the nation behind San Francisco and New York City. We have a paid border once again. We are glad to help out Gale and he is a young man with hope and motivation , but he does smoke multiple times daily and I believe this can be an ambition killer. quote from "Jackie Brown" Ordell Robbie: You know you smoke too much of that shit, that shit gonna rob you of your own ambition. Melanie: Not if your ambition is to get high and watch TV...
"Gale" does rarely watch TV , but he is on his laptop at nearly every waking moment.
Maybe he will write a great novel too!
Mitch's Bunny "Hoppy"
Last night I had a dream about my sons bunny, "Hoppy". Mitch and I and his bunny were at a beautiful, free, happy place. Everyone was all about peace and love. Hoppy could run and play all he wanted. He soared across the clear blue skies with fluffy white clouds. He ran and played harder than he ever had. We were very happy and free. It is fall finally here in Southland California. Everything is going to be wonderful.
There's a white man with a white rabbit, living in a white neighborhood. He's got an interstate running through his front yard. You know he thinks he's got it so good... ~ I should write my version of Little Pink Houses. (I actually lived in a little pink house in Topeka Kansas, during my elementary days)
This bucket was placed here at the curb of Santa Gertrudes Ave. one month ago.
I parked my Prius at the mall parking across from my apartment. I had a major appliance I was selling, taking up my garage space. On exiting my vehicle, I noticed a be-speckled, bent over, crooked back, aged, woman (over 60), cleaning out her Astro mini van. I made small talk, about traffic, noise and weather. I learned that woman named Caroline is living out of her mini van. I asked her what is it like to live and sleep in a car seat? Do you have any trouble finding a bathroom? a place to bathe? She pointed to the little pink bucket and said that she uses the bucket. "It has a crack on the bottom and it now leaks" she said. Caroline was proud to say "this is my home" , pointing to an older model Chevy van packed with clothes and blankets and other personal items. It looked like (Dazy's front room)
What has become of America if we are forced to live in campgrounds and W-Mart, and Mall parking lots?
I told Caroline that I am sorry to see she has to live like this, and is there anything she needs ?, I asked. She cheerily said no, she has everything she needs and she will get a new bucket at the 99 cent store.
I said that some of us apartment dwellers are struggling and just a few dollars away from living in our cars too.
Truth is apartment and housing costs are the 3rd highest in L.A. behind San Francisco, and New York City.
Hoarding and not able to control ones finances has a lot to do with people losing everything and being forced to live on the street. My former over 65 client "Dazy" is very likely to lose everything in time. She is spending money on 2 large storage bins and 2 apartments and she has at least 4 shyster con artists bilking her of her money market account daily. She too may be homeless, and pushing a very overloaded shopping cart in the future, (she gave her van away).
The wealthiest 20 percent of the American people, own nearly 90 percent of the total wealth, in the U.S.A.. I see the rise of corporate capitalism, strangling the poor and disabled. I see the elder abuse, they often are the ones that are blind. They believe that Donald J. Biff is the friend of Jesus and will lead our nation to a better and more prosperous place. This is not going to happen. President Biff, will lead us to war and this will be good for Wall street and good for the Billionaire class. More poor people will die in another rich mans war.
When Donald J. Biff talks about making "America great again", he is really saying in code, Make America White Again! He and his followers all believe that the immigration situation is the reason we have a loss of jobs and lower incomes among the working class people. No it is not, it is corporate greed and offshoring of jobs and wealth is being hoarded in offshore bank accounts. Denial of rights for women and minorities, denying people affordable health care , denial of climate change. Why? because corporations, own the politicians and they need to burn fossil fuels and clear cut land for pasture and more factory farms.
We could all be pissing and bathing in a little pink bucket some day.
Ain't that America ? Home of the free , little pink buckets for you and me!
My new favorite cashier, at Trader Joe's, Cyn, cynically said Earthquakes, Floods, Hurricanes !!! "today is the end of the world day , too!"
I told her "I will be drinking a Fat tire beer and watching all the people being raptured up from my little apartment with a freeway in the front yard."
On Labor Day weekend 2017 , 20th anniversary of the Quentin Tarantino's film Jackie Brown, I found myself at Del Amo Mall and Redondo Beach, both featured in the film.
Below a scene from Jackie Brown Pam Grier as Jackie, and Robert Forster as Max Cherry.
I decided to begin driving with Uber after a 2 year hiatus. For the past two years I have been Driving Miss Dazy, taxi service, it has been lucrative for me up until this past month. My number one Dazy has quit me.
With Travis Kalanack out and a new CEO of Uber in, and new policies in place, and being very much low of funds, I decided to once again drive, Uber.
Uber driving can be very entertaining, I feel like I am in my own film ,there is no camera , all action takes place in and around my 2010 Prius, the actors are random (names changed) the soundtrack is provided by NPR radio, KPFK, and my own collection of tunes on my Iphone.
As I pulled up to Del Amo mall (now Del Amo Fashion Center)
Across 110th street began playing just as I pulled up to pick up a happy family.
Everyone is happy at the beach! The Dad and Mom and 4 year old son, were from Mississippi. Across 110th Street is the title song to Jackie Brown.
The critically praised title song, written by Bobby Womack and J. J. Johnson, was a No. 19 hit on the Billboard Hot Soul Singles chart in 1973, and was later featured in Quentin Tarantino's 1997 blaxploitation homage Jackie Brown.
The small family I had picked up asked to be taken to a convenience store to buy beer, before being taken to their Aunt's, Redondo Beach home,
We talked about the weather 86F, at the beach! unusually high for Redondo or anywhere near the California coast.
I enjoyed hearing the southern accents not to often heard here in Southern Ca.
I told Dan the joys of Ubering and the easy way to make extra cash intead of
sitting around in the humidity and heat. They and every passenger commented on the super cold AC in my Prius. Global warming is real and if you believe it is not you have been bamboozled and brainwashed by Faux News or other corporate fat cats that want to continue to destroy this planet. Everyone knows this, except for the 33% that support President Biff.
Dan asked me for my code so he can begin driving Uber in Mississippi.
They said they enjoyed my short ride and tipped a generous cash tip.
For my very next trip I picked up a very tall , very dark (pretty) transvestite named Jacob.
He/she got into my car carefully as she was very smartly dressed and wearing a micro mini skirt. I have to say "she" had nice legs. Jacob complained of the heat, we are now in Compton and she asked me to please hurry, she had a hair appointment. Since this was an Uber pool ride we had to pick up 2 other riders on the way. I always ask if they don't mind , even though they had agreed to Uber pool when they order a ride on their App.
The additional passengers were an attractive young Latina grandma with her 4 year old grandson, who immediately asked of Jacob, "what are you?". Grandma, Connie corrected him and said "No Hijo, ask what is your name, when you meet someone!!"
Uber pool has not been my favorite, but i enjoy how each passenger from very different backgrounds interact. Jacob told Connie, how she was getting a new weave. Connie told about her daughter who does hair in her home. Jacob was happy to know it was a reasonable price and wrote down the phone number of Connie's daughter. After dropping off Jacob, the ride had some potential drama in store. Connie's significant other had left his wallet on the city bus he was riding , he was now on another bus , and Connie offered me cash if i could catch up to the bus where the wallet had been left. She ended up not needing me after I dropped them off at their motel in Compton, we said our goodbyes.
After this experience in Compton I recalled another tall long legged black lady named Queen Latvia. Queenie ordered my taxi service this past spring. She found my on my Craigslist ad , that I no longer list. She needed a ride to the DMV I dropped her there and received my fare of $20 plus tip, and could I also pick her up later?, she asked .
About 3 hours later Queenie, called and needed me to take her to Avis car rentals. I took her to one in Downy and on the way she needed to make copies of her license and other docs . She was on the phone mostly to who I believed to be her insurance agent. She told how her car was vandalized and her purse stolen. After taking her to a copy center and Popeye's drive thru , I took her to Avis. After a very long wait out front of Avis, she came up to my window, "Oh honey, they won't release the car to me without a signature of a licensed driver. I was in a great hurry to get back home to my son, he was now home from school.
I agreed to have her pay me $300 while I used my debit card to get the car leased. Queenie had led me to believe that she is a college student at UCLA and showed her pictures on her instagram account. She claimed to be interested in being my "F' buddy. shocking I do get offers, but never from someone so young.
A short time after leaving her to drive off in her late model Malibu, I learned it was a scam and she was attempting to steal this auto and Avis had no one to call and hound for the return of this vehicle after 2 months. I worked with the fraud department and located her address across 110th street in Compton. She had to return the car and the $2400 plus rental fees were returned to me.
Lesson learned always help out when you can, but if it involves money or sex with a stranger from across 110th street run the other way! There are many scams and fraud attempts that I encounter often. No more random strangers unless it is by way of Uber!
Really for extra income if you are Interested in driving with Uber use my code MITCHK110 . We will both get a generous bonus, if you do.
Back in my days of youth we had smoked marijuana and we tried other drugs that might be available at parties and social events. This picture shows me in about 1986 in my first Ford Econoline. I owned a sign business in Bluffton S.C. during the late 80's. I had smoked a lot of cigarettes and always loved beer.
During High School in Summerville, S.C. in the 1970's, if you weren't on the Summerville High School football team and you had a van you would cruise the streets of North Charleston and Charleston and Folly Beach and mostly smoke pot and cough , this was part of the process of getting stoned,
Marijuana was not as potent back in those days. For me mostly getting high when combining the drug with ice cold beer.
At age 15 and into college I was known to have a cooler full of beer in my car, nearly all the time. We had Drive Inn theaters and for fun would drive in with as many hidden passengers as possible to pay the least money, later theaters began charging by the car.
Being the son of a retired Air Force Staff Sargent, I was a military dependent, I could go on the Air base and purchase the least expensive beer I could find, usually it was Red White and Blue beer, a product of Pabst Blue Ribbon Brewery, it was $3.20 a case of 24. Gas was .35 per gallon, I would charge people .50 per beer for a tour of Summerville down the many back roads with an 8 track player blasting Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen, We would cruise down "Two reefer road" and the clay pits in Summerville, listening to the Marshall Tucker band and the New Riders of the Purple Sage.
Those were wild and carefree days.
Beginning about age 15 I worked at Water's Red and White grocery store and had a morning paper route, while attending High School. I had a car and I often was the driver. I had a really cushy job at the Water's Red and White , I sorted soda pop bottles, soda pop came in many flavors and makers then, Bubble Up, Kickapoo Joy Juice, Cheerwine and R.C. are a few, and a .04 to .10 deposit was paid if you returned the bottle, (most people turned them in for extra cash) While I sorted bottles, I listened to my 8 track tape player parked by the bottle room. Sometimes we would chip in and someone older would purchase a bag of brown whisky, usually Evan Williams or Jim Beam. We young High School kids employed as bag boys and stock boys, progressed from passing a paper bag that held the bottle, to passing a left handed cigarette (marijuana).
Smoking anything was very common then from "Hump back mules" (Camels) to
whatever was available, cigars and pipes, I did not learn until I was 21 ( after coughing non-stop for a month), I went to a doctor, I had chronic bronchitis. I was shocked to learn , I would have this condition forever , unless I gave up smoking. Absurd thought then, giving up smoking at 21, no way! I continued to smoke until age 30, then started back a year later and gave up cigarettes permanently at age 42.
Most everyone I knew under 30 in South Carolina smoked weed in the 70's and 80's. I did not smoke as much weed after coughing non stop during the process of getting high.
In spite of drinking and driving and smoking pot being very much illegal, in those days a cop would pull us and make us pick up empty beer cans and follow us home making sure we were not going to continue any more drinking and driving. Coach Drawdy, (father of a drinking buddy) used to tell us "if you ever get pulled over by the police, tell them you know you are drunk and you are from Summerville apologize and you promise to never do it again , just please don't tell the coach."
I learned the hard way in the later years of the 1980's that the penalties were then very severe and I had to spend a few nights in the county jail, for drinking and driving and once for disorderly conduct , for standing on my car in a traffic jam on Myrtle Beach.
Now of course, I am a responsible father and professional driver, I do not drink and drive. I now occasionally have a very cold Belgian Style ale , now a favorite is Fat Tire. I have half of it in a small frosted glass and about a half hour to 45 minutes later the other half. I rarely drink more than 2 beers in one night and always after closing time, after 9:00 pm.
Marijuana curtails the desire to drink in excess.
I like low dose marijuana in lozenge form , only 90 mg THC in 1 ounces, (about 20 each pack) , Wally Drops, tangerine . I have tried other edibles but the taste is unbearable to me. Check Weedmaps.com for delivery and storefronts.
Smoking is usually not something I do but a few light tokes of the Indica strain will have me happily in dreamland in an hour. The Sativa strain, and hybrid strains are for wakefulness and actually gives you an energetic high. Read more here on Marijuana strains.
Sleep is very important to me and excellent health is a priority. I feel as good or better than I did at 25. I am a fully functioning male, (heard that on The Love Connection) I am in the best of physical health and mentally I am only experiencing some depression because of recent financial woes. Cannabis helps with this and it is now legal in California since 2016. Legal medically since 1995.
I am going to keep on keeping on and enjoy a non pharmaceutical , healthy happy way to get relief from lower back pain and depression.
I sometimes use cannabis, along with red wine, beer, or brandy. I take regularly capsules of Turmeric Circumin. I recommend it , if you can't smoke, eat or vape pot legally , you should think of moving. I for this one good reason, am grateful to no longer reside in South Carolina, Georgia, or Texas.
Read some of the proven health benefits of THC., also 23 Health Benefits,
More Health Benefits. ,
Much safer than prescription drugs.
Now you don't have to hide your stash, and fear being arrested in Twenty-six states and the District of Columbia , all currently have laws broadly legalizing marijuana in some form. Three other states will soon join them after recently passing measures permitting use of medical marijuana. If you can get to a dispensary try edibles, ask the budtender
CBD oil is legal in all 50 states.
Smoke, smoke, that cigarette. Just make it a marijuana cigarette!
At $350 Million, Beverly Hillbillies Mansion Is Most Expensive in U.S. Could Jed Clampett afford it today?
This Chartwell Estate in Bel Air, Los Angeles is the most expensive house listed in the U.S.A. When Jed Clampett discovered oil on his land in the Tennessee mountains. Kin-folks said "move away from there, Beverly Hills is the place you want to be, swimming pools, movie stars".
The story of Jed Clampett is, by now, a legend. A poor mountaineer, he could barely feed his family of four, but one day, while he was out hunting for food, he fired his rifle into the swamp behind his shack—and struck oil. The sale of the resource-rich land, in 1962, would eventually net him between $25 million and $100 million, and he did what anyone with sudden riches would do: He packed up his truck and moved his clan to Beverly Hills, where their adventures would be the subject of nine seasons of the Beverly Hillbillies.Now the Bel Air estate featured in the (fictional) show’s opening credits is up for sale—and as befits a wealthy, cultured oilman like Jed Clampett, it’s the most expensive listing in the country at $350 million.
“Chartwell”—10.3 acres of land centering on a 25,000-square-foot mansion inspired by French Neoclassical design—went on the market this week, besting its closest competitor, a Beverly Hills spec house, by $100 million.
For that awesome sum—approximately the 2016 GDP of an African nation, São Tomé & Principe—you get more than just a house and lawn. According to Hilton & Hyland, Coldwell Banker Global Luxury, and Berkshire Hathaway Home Services, which are jointly listing the property, Chartwell has a ballroom, a formal salon, and a big and temperature-controlled “world-class” wine cellar. You may want to consider stocking it with bottles from Rupert Murdoch’s winery, a nearby neighbor.
On the grounds, you’ve got gardens (currently “expertly manicured”—you’ll want to keep them that way), a tennis court, a 75-foot pool (with pool house), and covered parking for 40 cars, presumably including a Clampett-style jalopy heaped with junk.
Are there views? There are. You can indeed see the Pacific Ocean and downtown Los Angeles.
Sadly, if you’re planning to drop $350 million just so you can recreate iconic Beverly Hillbillies moments in the Clampetts’ own home, you’re out of luck: The mansion appeared only in the opening credits, and the show was shot elsewhere.
The estate, originally built in 1933, was previously owned by A. Jerrold Perenchio, who bought it in 1986. Over the next three decades, he expanded it by purchasing adjacent properties, including a Wallace Neff guest house and a home owned by Ronald and Nancy Reagan. Perenchio, a billionaire who helped produce such sitcoms as Sanford and Son and the Facts of Life and who was at one time the chairman and chief executive officer of Univision, died in May 2017.
Could a modern-day Jed Clampett afford Chartwell now? That depends.
Clampett’s $25 million to $100 million haul in 1962 is equivalent to $200 million to $800 million in 2017, so if the oil company that purchased his swamp was generous, then yes, Chartwell could be his. (Although spending nearly half of one’s net worth on a giant estate that will require constant upkeep and staffing seems unwise, even for a hillbilly.) But given the current low price of WTI Crude, down nearly 50 percent from 2013–14, I’m guessing Chartwell would be out of his budget.
Perhaps Clampett could take a look at Calabasas (home of Drake and the Kardashians), or even Silver Lake?
Mitch survived the first day of school. He did not want to go to school. He said people would be asking him, "Did you get a haircut" . I said just tell them you shed for the summer. He looks like most kids that have not had a haircut in months, this haircut really looks great and I have Lupe at Style Cuts to thank. She patiently and professionally dealt with my son shouting "ARE YOU FINISHED!" and his squirming and protesting about getting this much needed haircut.
I did not get to meet his new teachers yet, I had an appointment to take a couple to the Pala gambling casino . Back to school ! Whew.. now back to work for Dad.
Just a few more days until the start of school. My son Mitch says to me he is having a good summer and he does not want school to start back to school.
I don't remember ever hating school. I always looked forward to seeing old friends and meeting new teachers. My son is out of place at his school. He has been diagnosed as ADS (Autism Spectrum Disorder), by nine professional educators and he is getting extra assistance in the special education class.
Soon I will be getting him a pediatric diagnosis, that may prove he has Asperger Syndrome.
He has made progress , but is reading below his reading level, and has no interest in socializing or participating in sports , dancing or any social activities. His only interest is Art. He says he likes pizza parties too. He does not look forward to being in the 5th grade, he says the Physical Education will be outside and he will have less art and parties.
Back to school will give me more time to grow my business. I am looking forward to school starting on Tuesday of next week.
On the day of school returning I will be driving a couple (married for 71 years),
to an Indian gambling casino at Pala Spa and resort. Hugh and Jewell, age 91 and 90 have been gambling at various casinos for the past 12 years. I have been their driver for over a year now. I always look to our one and a half hour drive each way to and from Pala. (more about driving to Pala later)
Here's to a great summer , we are going to survive the heat wave of 2017!
Divorced, Custodial Father of a 10 year old ASD son. Professional Assistant and Driver. Health and Fitness advocate. Vegan, Humanist, Democratic Socialist, Originally from Charleston, S.C. and Savannah, GA. My son and I Moved to LA County in July 2012 from a life in Fort Worth, Texas for 20 years.