11.1.14 no good

So I was extremely excited to brag a little about my day yesterday. It was quiet at the shop until LINDA RONSTADT walked in! She bought some soaps, and a nightgown. She hadn’t signed the back of her credit card and I made a little joke like “How on earth are you going to prove who you are?” Or something. I swear it was smoother than that, though. Anyways, she has shopped with me before but it still gives me a mild heart attack. LINDA RONSTADT.

She’s my most famous customer, though one time Danielle Steele’s assistant phoned looking for a full length, zip up cashmere robe. Because, who doesn’t need one of those? And Adam Savage from Myth Busters bought slippers once, but on a day I was out. And my silly 20 year old employee didn’t recognize him. Twenty year olds, I swear.

But so, I was all “I can’t wait to blog about this! This is the most exciting thing to happen to me.” That is, until the gunshots on my corner this morning.

Yep. Gunshots on my corner. If you know SF I bet you can guess where I live. It’s not Hunter’s Point, go with your second guess. This is part of the heart break about SF. I live across the street from a church, and behind the church are the projects. But on my block there are million dollar homes.

Everybody swarmed outside with the arrival of the cops, medics, and fire engines. My side of the street basically 100% white, the other side of the street 100% black. It’s shocking this clear cut division of racial and economic lines. White people = million dollar homes, black people = projects. Like I said, it’s heart breaking.

The shooting happened in our corner store, the ambulance rolled a black man out on the stretcher and loaded him in. An air mask was strapped to his face, so he wasn’t dead at the moment. But we don’t know now.

What I don’t understand is this: how are any guns ever allowed in SF proper? No one should have guns here, there is zero reason except to shoot a fellow human. Self defense argument or not, that means the only reason anyone carries a gun in this city is to shoot another person. We don’t have deer, we don’t have skeet shooting, the closest shooting range is in San Bruno. Again, the only reason a person in SF has a gun is to shoot another person. So it stuns me that the NRA recently lobbied for guns to be allowed in the projects. And they were successful.

That’s it. I’ll get off my soap box now. Argue with me if you want, and I’ll know you are the kind of person who thinks it’s acceptable for a human being to shoot another human being. It’s as simple as that.

3:30 PM UPDATE: the shooting victim died and the suspect is still at large.

Today’s bangles are Paris by Maximal Art, Paris themed charm bracelet from Goodwill, and Hermes Tohu Bohu bangle.

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8.26.14 Parisian Up

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Paris, je t’adore! Also, my Jawbone Up. Je t’adore aussi! Usually I hide my Up from the daily photo. I wear it daily, but you don’t need to see that all the time. Today however, I coordinated the colors.

Left to right (or bottom to top depending on your perspective) turquoise Tohu Bohu, random bronze Paris bracelet my dad picked up from somewhere, turquoise dots (I don’t know the official name for this one), and turquoise Jawbone Up.

Okay now for my gushing over the Up. I love it. My honey gave it to me for my birthday in April, which was a very hard time for me for reasons. It tracks your steps and sleep and I quickly became obsessed OBSESSED with my step count. The app offers great motivational prompts ie. last Thursday you took 14,300 steps, try to beat that today by taking 14,800. And I try! I really try to meet all the goals. At one point I was in the top 10% of Upers. I was pretty proud of myself. Then, my Up malfunctioned. I contacted them and they sent me a replacement free of charge. Then it happened again, and they sent it again! Easy peasy. I think I sweat excessively when I work out which gets into the hardware, unfortunately. But this is the only flaw with the UP! Also, since my UP I’ve learned I’m a horrible sleeper. I am awake literally 90-120 minutes throughout the night. I blame PTSD. But I don’t think there’s a fix for this :/

Oh! One last awesome thing about the UP: earthquake in Napa 3 nights ago woke me (and other UPers) in SF at 3:20 am. UP aggregated the data and blogged about it. You can see the stretch of the quake from the epicenter in the sleep disturbances of UP users here Jawbone Earthquake data pretty cool, n’est-ce pas?