Monthly Archives: August 2010

Patience

I wrote the fol­low­ing as my sta­tus on Face­book on Tues­day, August 31st, at 4:01pm. (http://​www​.face​book​.com/​z​u​l​a​i​c​a​?​v​=​w​a​l​l​&​a​m​p​;​s​t​o​r​y​_​f​b​i​d​=​1​5​5​5​6​1​1​8​1​1​2​1​793) David Zulaica has spent the vast major­ity of today recov­er­ing data. Here’s to hop­ing this doesn’t end up with hav­ing to buy a new exter­nal drive…. Disk Util­ity ended up fail­ing to cre­ate an image, cit­ing an ambigu­ous “resource busy” error.

Home

When I first moved to USF in the fall of ’96, I held fast to the notion that San Fran­cisco wasn’t home. While I did live there, I didn’t feel that qual­i­fied the city to be con­sid­ered home. I would cor­rect peo­ple, much in the same way I cor­rect peo­ple who call me “Dave”. I’m not a “Dave”, I’m a “David”. I

Acclimation

Before mak­ing my way into #104 on Mon­day, the 16th, I spent the major­ity of Home­less Week™ at Casa de los Assaultreys. My cats spent that time at my par­ents’ place. I have two cats. Their names are Sgt Pep­per and Billy Shears. While there was a decided improve­ment in their demeanor from the day I left them until

Gambles

As of today — tech­ni­cally yes­ter­day — I offi­cially have a new apart­ment. The lease has been signed, the deposit paid, and the keys are in my pos­ses­sion. I’ll be mak­ing the move to #104, Pueblo Pleasar, on Mon­day. I’m sur­pris­ingly look­ing for­ward to mov­ing into Hol­ly­wood. I had orig­i­nally hoped to stay in the Down­town area, notably Lit­tle Tokyo, but

Syrup

The walk through Down­town Los Ange­les from Syrup Desserts to Unit #312 felt a bit like a death march. It’s not that I’ve ever taken one, mind you. Still, I imag­ine the feel­ing of uncer­tainty — the feel­ing of an impend­ing end — could draw some par­al­lels. Begin­ning tomor­row, for all intents and pur­poses, I will be home­less. I have the sup­port of