Well, this is exciting.
I've come only recently to blogging (and what a word that is, eh?) having started a blog on Open Salon only last May. So when Eve offered me this opportunity, I jumped at it.
You may rightly ask, as Adm. Stockdale said during the 1992 Vice Presidential debate, Who am I? What am I doing here?
Your basic middle-class Jewish Baby-Boomer from Brooklyn, I'm a bit of a math nerd. Having fallen in love with the Jefferson Airplane at 16, I finally got it together to come out to the Bay Area to visit in 1976. I resolved afterwards to move out here, which I did four years later. Turned out a lot of people felt about this place much as I did, and I wound up being, as I sometimes say, one of those people who loved California so much we moved out here and spoiled it. Y'know, kinda the way Oregonians feel about folks who move there from California…
I became part of a similar wave (a bad habit, I guess) that broke across Alameda during the last decade.
I only moved here in 2004, but I've been in the neighborhood for over 30 years. I remember what Alameda was like when the base was still open, and I'm very much taken by the cultural and demographic changes Alameda has enjoyed — or endured, some feel — just in the past 15 years, and more to the point, how quickly.
That seems to be the theme of most of my comments on Alameda Patch, and that's what I'm (mostly) going to be writing about. At least that's the plan.
I encourage comments. I don't expect to be talking about anything really hard-core controversial, but I hope to start a discussion or two, and I'll probably eventually say something stupid.
Please keep it civil, no name calling, and use your spellchecker. If you find me at all interesting, please take a look at my Open Salon blog, I'll probably still be putting my less-family-friendly (or less-Alameda oriented) stuff there.
Now I gotta think of something brilliant to write about…