Randi on stage @ 1444 Market Street 1997

Randi on stage @ 1444 Market Street  1997
Randi on Stage 1997 at 1444 Market Street, SF, CA

Jack and yours truly today

Jack and yours truly today
Randi and Jack on the "Cadillac Campsite Tour"
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Welcome To Fifty Five Is The New!

Hello out there!
What's it to you, turning the age of Fifty-five? You don't have to be turning it tomorrow, you could have already turned that corner a while back. That part doesn't matter so much.
While it's important what one feels, what matters most of all that one feels, that one feels anything at all.
So, as an exercise in self-examination and a way of getting over an incredible writer's block, I submit this blog to the World Wide Web, and I submit myself to a bit of mirror gazing.
Inspired by the movie "Julie & Julia," I will blog for one year, which will include my turning fifty-five, and see what I find.
Who knows? Maybe fifty-five will be something fantastic...like the New Me.

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Saturday, March 5, 2011

Neighbors

Moonscape   rcw
Our galaxy, spinning out in space with countless others....I wonder how many other planets sustain life; life as THEY know it as opposed to what we have the audacity to claim as "life."

It doesn't have to be base in carbon, doesn't even need water...it just has to be on its own terms.

I wonder who might be out there, if they're wondering the same things...dreaming of traveling, of finding out what lies beyond their own galaxy's boundaries.  Will our progeny meet? Will they find a way to live in harmony, improve each others' lot and make the universe a better place to live?

What is evident is that life is curious...how so?  By virtue of its own existence, its insistence on surviving - through evolution and adaptation...there's gotta be a hunger to know what lies beyond the moment and .curiosity is the first teacher.

The universe is amazing, but it is not alone. There's more than one...to me they are as countless as eternity.

For today, Fifty Five Is The New Neighbors, our friends out there in space....howdy thar, y'all!

Friday, March 4, 2011

Budget

Purple Tile Design...by rcw
Been dealing with the Social Security Office lately; being disabled doesn't mean you don't work...it just means you don't really get paid for it. So needless to say we're not exactly rolling in the dough.

Life is tight so we're very careful. Every day prices are going up and our money stays the same. Sounds like that all over the place, and not just for us folks on SSI or Disability. 





Anyway, I spent the better part of the morning at Social Security so will keep this entry brief.


For today, Fifty Five Is The New Budget...same as the old budget-YIKES!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Operating System Blues

Rough Road-Ops Sys Blues
Music is at a standstill right now, Jack's not feeling well.  So I'm getting caught up with some other work; which is good.  Been having some trouble with the computer-the Mac, believe it or not!  Wouldn't you know it, the iMovie 09 program is getting glitchy!  Ugh!

We've come to depend on it so much because it's just a quick little program for getting video product out and online quickly with minimal muss or fuss.  Or so I thought!  Everyone keeps touting about the ease of use of the Mac computers, but hey!  They have the same problems as the IBM; except it's harder to do the systems work on a Mac!  Ugh again!

Oh well, the rest of the computer is okay so far....but gee whiz! Back to the IBM movie making programs until we can get iMovie working right.

For now, Fifty Five Is The New Operating System Blues....Mac or IBM or whatever - they still happen, regardless of advertisements!

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Tempest In A Teacup

The world is a changing place indeed...to be alive right now is to be truly part of a history which will be written, studied, analyzed and rehashed over and over again.

Some wonder why Americans are hated so much.  I'm glad that there are elected officials and others who are citing our nation's hypocrisy as the real reason we're targeted by so many.  Boy are they right!

How can we give nations "Most Favored Status" if they are still abusing their citizens?  How can we do that?   Our nation has pretty founding documents with wonderful words written on them, but they aren't worth half of the paper they're written on if we don't live by them.

I hope we can stop this behavior, get back on the right track and start being real now.  Perhaps doing that we can put a stop to all this violence and jihad.

For today, Fifty Five Is The New Tempest In A Teacup, spinning 'round and 'round like a Disney ride....hoping not to get seasick before the ride"s over.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Warm and Fuzzy

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
It's absolutely COLD, even in the house!  Now this is winter weather!  Not quite the cold like we have back east, but it'll do for a memory.

What I love most is the smell in the air-first thing you get is a trace of something brought down from the mountains; must be snow.  I can close my eyes and remember that unique, sifting sound as flurries and flakes fell around us on our way home from midnight mass.  My mom, sister, brothers and I walked that night because the snow was so deep.

We threw a few snowballs, made snow angels and were pretty much soaked and frozen when we got home.  Hot chocolate and home made Christmas cookies soon had us warm once more.

I know the world is going through a million changes; some good, some maybe not so good.  I acknowledge the times in which we live but tonight I just want to think about something different, something comforting, like making snow angels and drinking hot chocolate.

So for today, Fifty Five Is The New Warm and Fuzzy, because sometimes that's what's needed most...a chance to snuggle deep inside a favorite blanket....safe.....warm.

Monday, February 28, 2011

Long Live the SFPC

Front Entrance, San Francisco Patients' Cooperative

 1999-2008
2/28/2011....two years ago was the day before the closing of 350 Divisadero Street's lifetime as the San Francisco Patients' Cooperative.  Our very last day was February 29, 2008; a leap year and somehow very appropriate.
SFPRC Original Logos
       It truly was a leap year, in a lot of ways for a very large number of people, displaced by the ending of the Co-Op.  They are, all of them, in my prayers daily and memories often.
      
I was an emotional wreck at the time; between all the hoop jumping for the MCD permit, fed threats and finances, my dearest friend (and soul sister) Diane dying before us after a 13 year battle with Ovarian Cancer and such...there wasn't a lot left of me but the bones!
To add spice to the dish, some of my old mental problems and demons were trying to kick into gear.
Fantastic.  Just call me the White-Knuckle Kid.
SFPC Staff circa 2005

 Between the absolutely wonderful, dedicated and courageous staff....blessed ones all, and of course the compassionate and unbelievably beautiful support of private contributors and charitable organizations the Co-Op managed to get permits filed, stave off a few wolves, feed the hungry, distribute hugs, pray at 420, clothe the naked, make medicine available to qualified patients as per Prop 215, SB 420, both the Federal and California Palliative Patient Care Act, the Peron Defense, the Trippet Defense,
et al...... and live to fight another day.

And we did just that.

Some of the faces changed through the years, but every person who passed through those doors as members of staff and/or management brought their hearts to the task and included compassion for the patients as part of their motivation.

The Co-Op lasted from August 24, 1999 through February 29, 2008 and for all it's faults, was still true to its mission of Compassion, Hospitality and Service.

Party circa 2005

Our landlord received a letter from the federal government threatening them with property forfeiture, fines and/or imprisonment if they didn't make us leave the building and/or stop our work relating to medical cannabis.   We tried to figure out some way to keep at least the patients' activities going along side some sort of retail (gift shop kind of thing), but there wasn't enough time or money around to do it, so the doors closed to the public that night at 10:00 pm (or thereabouts) after we decommissioned the chapel and had one heck of a party.


Earthquake Drill
I didn't want it to end....wanted it to expand into having the entire Medical Cannabis Community's  participation-including operations.  It would have been tremendous. I'd have gladly turned it over to a group consisting of the Co-Op's root members-a/k/a staff and representatives from various segments of San Francisco's MCC so a true Medical Cannabis Community Center could be created.

That was my prayer. Still is my prayer; that some day such a thing be built...a real live Medical Cannabis Community Center.  Just like all the other communities out there have.  A place of our own to house our history, work on our future, and serve one another.

Memorial Garden and Patio
So in this strange pocket of time when, much like Brigadoon, tomorrow isn't tomorrow until next time 'round, we pause and remember the everything that was 350 Divisadero Street from 1999 through 2/29/2008, including the Staff and Patients and Supporters, the parties, the groups- AA, Harm Reduction, Peer Counseling, Men's Group, Women's Group (Ya Ya), Writer's Group, Weekly Earthquake Drills, Vet's Group, Bingo, 420, 5:01, Guitar Workshop, Open Mic, the Memorial Garden and Services, the Food Pantry, monthly Open House, Voter's Workshop, ....and so much more.

 

Long live the San Francisco Patients' Cooperative.
Long live Compassion, Hospitality and Service

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Remembering Utopian Eyes

 Thinking about Bro Jud....our 80+ year friend who passed a year or so ago. 
Meeting him in person and working with him for a number of years was an incredible experience on a lot of levels. Not the least of which is the fact that I elwas reading his underground newspapers years before we became acquainted. 

Bro Jud Presmont
Diane and I had gone to San Francisco in 1978 for a month. I thought that some time and space apart from one another might help improve things on the home front.

Anyway.....

While out there, we ran across these publications entitled "Utopian Eye." They were well done; more newspaper than newsletter....jam-packed with artsy illustrations, thought provoking articles and interesting comic strips. 

Jack on Bro Jud's Show
Naturally there was a thematic vent to the whole thing...Utopia. 

A lot of the articles centered on this commune known as Kerista.  Like most communes, they lived collectively.  Unlike many, they openly practiced polyfidelity and the creation of intentional communities.

When we came back to Pennsylvania a month or so later, I had several of issues of Utopian Eye stashed in the back pack. I wanted to keep a mental connection with San Francisco and all its uniqueness.

Randi on Bro Jud's Show
As fate would have it, we did move to San Francisco....then to L.A....then back to San Francisco where I met Jack and eventually we met up with Bro Jud Presmont and began appearing on his t.v. show, Bro Jud On Love Energy, off and until 2008, when Diane's health took priority over everything as it took a turn for the worse.

We'll always be grateful to Bro Jud for his encouragement and  t.v. experiences as we developed our sound and style.  He will also always be remembered for his support of the San Francisco Patients' Cooperative creative programs and patients' services. 

These pictures are 1) Bro Jud smiling 2) One of my favorite pictures of Jack 3) Yours truly.

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