Category: Silicon Valley

Coming Out of the Fog

Posted in care giver, CC&Rs, curb appeal, grieving, HOA, landscaper, liens, grief, memoir, native plants, real estate, realtors, staging, retirement, Silicon Valley1 Comment

When a family member dies, you go on with living. But everything is affected by the loss of the family member. You don’t realize it at the time, but it is. A year and two months after losing my older sister, I am finally getting back to normal, or the new normal. It’s weird to… Continue reading Coming Out of the Fog

Stigma Attached to Helping the Homeless

Posted in Berkeley, California, chorus, Fruitvale, Hayward, homeless, housing, Oakland, pizza, San Jose, Silicon ValleyLeave a comment

I have twenty bags of stuff for the homeless people in Hayward. The news reported last week that there are 500 people on the streets there, way up from last year. I asked my chorus to donate. Thank God all 130 of them didn’t do it. My car is full. At a chorus program-stuffing party… Continue reading Stigma Attached to Helping the Homeless

Helicopters, the President, and Facebook

Posted in board and care, California, Democrats, diversity, Facebook, gun control, helicopters, immigrants, Mountain View, news, president, presidential election, relationships, Republican, Silicon Valley, sisterLeave a comment

Four helicopters flew overhead. Big ones. Flying in formation. These were not Action News helicopters. This was different. I was walking my sister around the back yard of her board and care home. She had her walker going, the scrape of the legs against the concrete. Still, the noise of four helicopters drowned out everything… Continue reading Helicopters, the President, and Facebook

Do Nerds Laugh?

Posted in author, California, football, humor, memoir, nerds, relationships, science, Silicon Valley, singing, technology, video, YouTube1 Comment

Yesterday, at my bi-monthly massage at the chiropractor’s, Curtis the masseur asked me lots of questions to help the fifty-five minute session go by. I was chatting away as he rubbed the kinks out of my neck, shoulder and lower back, telling him this and that, until he came around to the big question, “What… Continue reading Do Nerds Laugh?