Friday, February 20, 2009
Friday afternoon musings
Here for your reading pleasure, are Victorian Homes editor Merrie Destafano’s Top 10 reasons for loving an old house.
1. Windows that stretch-catlike-floor to ceiling, that capture sunlight and pull it through the prism of rippled century-old glass.
2. Glowing hardwood floors that require you to walk barefoot, that tell ghost stories when they creak in the middle of the night.
3. Sky-high and majestic ceilings, decorated with a wallpaper mosaic, that transforms a home into a cathedral.
4. Woodwork that dresses a room like a woman attending a ball, with the diamond-bright jewelry of crown molding, deep windowsills, and bull’s eye trim.
5. Finely crafted fireplaces brought to life when winter winds blow, that crackle with blazing embers and remind us of our primal need to tame the wild beast called Fire.
6. A foyer that hints of marvelous things to come, like the prelude to a Bach fugue; that causes excitement to pulse through your veins as you anticipate what will come next.
7. A parlor that resurrects the lost art of entertaining, that hearkens us back to an age when we drew pleasure from the confidence of a true friend come to call.
8. A stairway with curved banister and landing that leads upwards to down-filled comforters and four-poster beds, to a mythic land of rest for the weary traveler.
9. A wraparound porch, the bridge between home and the outside world, where the family can visit with friends and neighbors without taking a journey.
10. An entire street lined with historic homes-a well-tended, renovated historic district-that creates portal to the past, that triggers memories and reminds us of a Paradise almost lost in the quest for everything shiny and new.
www.victorianhomesmag.com
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Happy Birthday Dear Jordan......

Monday, February 16, 2009
Carpetbaggers Take Over Anaheim Politics

Thursday, February 12, 2009
New Urbanism comes to Anaheim
I have been a New Urbanism junkie for years, so I will be in attendance, already having promised Richard I will not have Andres Duany sign a body part, but it will take all of my control to do so. If ever Anaheim needed CNU, it is NOW! Land use, planning, zoning, it all goes hand in hand to create cohesive neighborhoods, districts, and communities, something our City Council, and often City staff, just do not get. While "freedom friendly" has its place, this planning-parcel-by-parcel-depending-on-who-gave-the-last-campaign-donation is going to destroy Anaheim. Thank you Mayor Pringle for bringing this to Anaheim, now can we tie up the rest of the City Council and force them to listen to Randy Jackson? Will Galloway even attend? It will be a different experience for her to enter the Resort without a bullhorn and an army of union rabble to rile up, but here's hoping she attends, and maybe even learns a thing or two about what makes a comunity great. Hint: It's not subsidies.
For more info on this subject, check out http://www.cnu.org/ or check some of the following books at Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Suburban-Nation-Sprawl-Decline-American/dp/0865476063/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1234477684&sr=1-1
http://www.amazon.com/New-Urbanism-Toward-Architecture-Community/dp/0070338892/ref=pd_sim_b_2
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Gustavo Meets the Old Guard

Today's thought is from "An Incomplete Education" by Judy Jones and William Wilson.
"Gosh, so much has happened over the years. Wars and revolutions, edicts and referendums, dynasties and one-night stands, rebuffs and embraces. You'd think we'd have learned something from the whole business by now; after all, as the turn-of-the-century Harvard philosopher George Santayana admonished, "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." But how do you decide whose version of things you are going to buy? Well, you should begin by realizing that there's history, (or more formally, historiography) which is the writing down of everything that ever happened, and then there's the philosophy of history, which attempts to say what, exactly, that act of writing down accomplishes, and/or where eventually, the historical process itself leads; and that most "historians" do one or the other, although some wind up doing both. Beyond that, don't look at us: We've just examined everybody's celebrated account of one or more of the world's great moments and it seems perfectly obvious that everybody's lying."
On that note, the Euro-centric Anaheim Historical Society has invited Gustavo Arellano to speak at the January General Membership meeting, and share his alternative view of Orange County history. It should prove to be a very interesting evening. Y'all might consider attending, the public is invited and admission is FREE.
Tuesday, January 27th at 7 pm
Woelke-Stoffel House (you probably call it the Red Cross House)
419 N. West Street, between Lincoln and Sycamore
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
New Year's Introspection and Choices
So now I find myself at a cross roads. I am in this odd place where I can at long last do absolutely anything I want to do with my life. Anything. Go back to school, start a whole new career, or pull up stakes and move altogether to a neighborhood I could never afford before. And it is kind of scary. Because now suddenly I have to figure out what I want to be when I grow up, and I realize I have very little idea of what that looks like. I know I want to finally finish my house. And spend time trying to help my family heal the hole in their hearts where "Grammie" used to be. Otherwise, no clue. Suggestions welcome.
I will admit that one of the thoughts bouncing through my noggin was to leave. I am tired of the boom boxes outside my bedroom window, tired of the shopping carts on the lawn, and the drug dealing dirtbag next door. And after that last election, I do not see it getting better, at least not while we have elected a City Council that insists on gearing our community to the least common denominator of poverty. Driving through neighborhoods I always admired (Hillcrest anyone?) and knowing I could buy one of those made it seem pretty good. Nah, Fullerton does not have a Mills Act program, and I am too cheap to pay full tax. But I was flirting with it.
So what changed my mind?
I realized I made a difference. The jerk next door who has been making life miserable with his drug dealing buddies using my corner of the world as a sales office came over. He apologized. His Mom got sick, and he needs to take care of her, realized he could not do that with his lifestyle getting in the way. So he dumped them. And as he saw the street return to some semblance of "normal", he realized he had been hurting us. He came over to say that he knew how hard Richard and I have been working to rally the neighbors and make things better and he had hurt that effort with his selfish action. He promised to work with me in the future to make this a place where his Mom could be proud to live.
So yes, I can run off to some quiet rural cul de sac where the biggest problem is folks not cleaning up after their horses. And I would go stark raving mad. Because in the end, I need to make a difference. At the end of my life, I want to point to my corner of the world and say I made it better. And for now that corner remains Wilhelmina and Lemon. God knows what the rest of the plan looks like, but I have a whole entire month to sit quietly and let Him tell what the plan is.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Where's the Beef?
Just wondering........