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January 30, 2006 

Aw, jeez. I've been awfully lax with updating (again). After "Under 30" finished its run, I was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to plop my butt on the couch, drink beer and play video games. And that's just what I did.

Besides, my car needed a new battery so I couldn't drive anywhere. Cabs are expensive, the bus system inefficient and, with temperatures hovering around 30-40 degrees below freezing, walking was out of the question. So I hunkered down inside Rancho Spenardo, venturing out only for work and to check the mail.

But then this morning as I got ready for work, I spied a municipal vehicle parked outside my house and some guy snooping around my car. Turns out he was putting an impound ticket on my car! The city was going to tow my car in 24 hours if I didn't move it.

 

He said that I had to move it for snow removal. That's a laugh for a number of reasons:

1. It hasn't snowed in two weeks and there's no snow forecast for the next week.

2. My street is usually not plowed until 2 or 3 days after a significant snowfall - sometimes even longer. In the past, I have had to go so far as to contact my state senator to get the road cleared.

3. When they do finally get around to plowing our road, it's in the middle of the night when the street is lined with parked cars - which are then buried by the plows. I know this because, every winter for the past 5 or so years, I've had to dig my car out of that same spot in front of my house whenever the plows come through.

But the law is the law and according to the city, I broke it. And the impound ticket gives no number to call to plead your case for an extension. So there's apparently no recourse when the city gives out 24-hour impound tickets 48 hours before payday. In a neighborhood where most of the residents live paycheck to paycheck, that's even colder than the reading on the thermometer.

This city has no heart, but then what municipality does?

So after work, I paid my cab an extra $15 to jump start my car. As the car ran, I scraped the ice off my windows. With the temperature in the single digits, my fingers quickly froze. I drove my car to the shop a couple blocks away. It was closed when I got there so I had to write a note and put it in the drop box along with my key. My hands were so painfully frozen that I had to sit in the parking lot with the car running until my hands could warm up enough to hold a pen. And then I walked home.

Okay, enough whining. For now anyway.

 

 

January 6, 2006

The 13th annual "Under 30" program at Out North Contemporary Arthouse is underway! Last night was opening night and it went very well, even if I do say so myself. 

For those who don't know, "Under 30" is comprised of three separate performances - each of which is under 30 minutes - written and performed by Alaskan artists. This year it's Jill Bess, Mark Muro and yours truly.

Performances are scheduled for January 6, 7, 9, 13, 14 and showtime is 7pm. It's $15 at the door or you can buy your tickets online for $12.80. Show up early so you can check out Donald Ricker's paintings in the gallery.

 

 

 

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