Ottoman Repairs from Fire

Some of my patio furniture (that I loved placing all over the backyard so there were places to nap in the sun as it moved across the sky) was completely incinerated in the fire. Some of it was untouched, but others were scorched and damaged, perhaps even in the chaos of the firemen and moving things around for the first construction to secure the house.

While they look like simple pieces of furniture, I’ve enjoyed having these large ottomans to turn a regular couch or chair into a lounge. They are also specifically enjoyed by my dogs, including the blind ones. However, when you have blind dogs there are certain furniture accommodations one should make.

First, you should not arbitrarily move furniture around if you don’t have to. You should also not have ROCKING chairs that are likely to catch tails or paws. Gliders are far safer! Lastly, you should not have cushions that slip off as soon as a dog jumps on them. That was one of my biggest problems with these.

Below are all the steps I took to fix them after the fire, but here is a gallery of the damage and fixes.

Both of these ottomans had one or two legs each which had broken. I was going to throw them out, but one by one I fixed all the problems.

  1. Legs Broken Off – With at least one of the ottomans I could sit it down and have it look even, but the moment it moved a millimeter, it was lopsided again. One morning I thought I had nothing to lose, so I took very long screws that were literally discarded in the garden of my home under construction and drilled them straight up the legs for these, not caring what they would look like or if they would scrape on the concrete, and regardless of how much rattan material had come loose on the leg. To my amazement that fixed all the legs and so the lopsidedness was gone on both ottomans. If the screw head gets scraped, no big deal.
  2. Stains, Rips & Residue – As you can see in the pictures, some of the cushions through the fire were scorched so they have holes. Some of them were ripped and torn. Turning them over to make sure their “best sides” were showing works well, but then some of the residue from the damn velcro pads remained. Velcro is what these pieces originally came with to supposedly hold them in place, which never made sense to me because the cushion covers were sold as “washable.” How are you going to wash something that necessarily needs to be stuck with velcro in five different places? Not only that, but when I put my legs on the former velcro sticky areas, it stuck to my pants. I’m sure it would have stuck to my legs and was probably unpleasant for the dogs as well, so something had to be done. I used AI to search best ways to remove sticky residue from fabric and one of the options was to use baking soda. I had accidentally ordered a lifetime supply of baking soda, so I liberally applied some and used a silicon scrubbing pad to remove almost all of it. The footprints for these velcro patches remain, but the appearance of that side of the pillow is still devoid of tears and scorched holes, so it reminds me less of the fire and is still the best choice to be facing upwards. You have to struggle to see the orange discoloration from the fire on the pillow when it is face down, so that is also a good argument for the former velcro side being up. So much of the residue is gone, that one can now comfortably use the cushion without any resistance.
  3. Adherence to Rattan – Speaking of velcro, as I mentioned, the velcro that came with them was always insufficient and never quite seemed to fit right. The pillows always seemed to be askew. Recently, when I bought brand new ottomans with glider lounge chairs I noticed that these new ones came with clasps like in the picture below. I thought to myself how brilliant it was. I Youtubed and Google’d and AI’d the best way to buy them, but the problem persisted on how to adhere them to the cushions. Then I came across this guy in the video below, whose cushions would always fly away. I also live in a windy area and have learned that especially in Spring I need to weigh or tie things down. Well his solution of using a sharp object like an ice pick (I used a small Philips screwdriver) to poke a hole next to the piping of the pillow at a diagonal, allows one to poke a zip tie through. I then put the zip tie through the rattan and voila, no more floating pillows! My blind dog definitely appreciates this when she jumps up on the ottoman and everything stays in place!

Tapestries from the Past

Material things were never the priority in my thoughts when I suffered the horrible fire in January, but a lot of people don’t know that I have been surviving fires since I was a child and the one that killed my five precious dogs was the SIXTH one of my life. Eight years ago my family home was destroyed by fire.

The tapestry that was extremely similar to the one Shea is holding here was “lost” even though the other tapestry below was professionally cleaned and was returned to me. When I started looking for the Filipino-themed tapestry that survived the 2016 fire, coincidentally this “Aladdin-themed” one (as my parents described it) came up first. You can see that the blue-er version of the Filipino traditional dance tapestry hung in my home before the January fire that burned up 99% of my belongings. I almost gave up my search, but my amazing friend Patrick Sheehan (who I used to swoon over when I would see him on the subway when we commuted to work in New York City years ago) found it online within a few seconds when I asked him about it.

Similarly, he did the same thing for a hand-carved dresser that is currently en route from Warsaw, but that’s another long story I’ll post about when it arrives.

Now I will end up with BOTH tapestries replaced even though this first one wasn’t in my life these past eight years. This is very healing and helps me cope with the bit of family nostalgia, even though they are just close facsimiles to the ones I grew up with.

November 2024

This carpet is similar to the one that never got cleaned after Mom’s fire in 2016. My parents bought a very similar one with the reddish part a more blue color in the 1970s when we lived in Spain. I was upset that the original was not professionally cleaned after Mom’s fire, so I assume they stole it since nothing in the main part of my mom’s house was incinerated (only the garage).

I did notice that the blue and red versions of the Filipino tapestry are reflections of each other. That is NOT the case with the “Aladdin” one.

This carpet was bought at the same time and WAS professionally cleaned after my mom’s fire in 2016. Unfortunately, I lost it in MY fire in January 2024.

So, I also ordered another that an art expert friend found online for me, so this is what it will look like:

Haphazard Oakland Smokefree Ordinance

Despite all the doctors agreeing with us, they kowtowed to the cannabis industry.

I’m very disappointed that Oakland City Council, where I called in last night with many other tobacco control advocates in the Bay Area, delivered a haphazard ordinance. While I’m thrilled they will have smoke-free bar patios, they included an exemption for cannabis smoke on their smoke-free multi-unit housing ordinance, which renders it toothless and completely unenforceable. Here are my comments (in the video below). At least I’m happy to say that when it came to SFMUH, we passed it CORRECTLY here in Vallejo in 2022!

This is the full video of the item that was discussed on November 12:

All Politics Are Local

I know it’s cliche, but all politics are local works on many levels. Unfortunately, the clown show that will soon be the federal government, full of corruption and misinformation, is going to bring hell to the USA and the world. Many innocents will die unnecessarily for many reasons (Ukrainians, Gazans, pregnant people, etc.) just to suit the ego of a few people, and in particular one extremely flawed man in decline. I predict mass incarceration and police brutality will be emboldened, together with the racism that promptly saw the harassment of Black people with texts asking them to pick cotton the day after the election.

Andrea embraced someone at her election night event. Our friend Neal Zimmerman is on the right.

If there’s any good news from my perspective about the 2024 elections, it’s that with local politics things went the way I had hoped. I supported my friend Andrea Sorce for mayor of my city of Vallejo and she was victorious, even though I like the other three candidates and have known two of them for a while. Our new state senator I got to meet on election night at Andrea’s election party and he remembered me from our zooms and emails, which was nice. Christopher Cabaldon is a gay half-European/half-Filipino guy just like Shea and was a very successful mayor of West Sacramento. Cassandra James is northern Vallejo’s supervisor officially now, although I’m not her constituent. Similarly, my friend Alex Matias is for District 1 in northern Vallejo, but he was victorious. My new city councilmember, Tonia Lediju, is my friend and she was uncontested in her bid to run for that office.

Rental Decor Updates

I started to collect cranberry-colored glass from thrift stores inspired by Barbra Streisand’s book on design. Before the fire, I had an entire bay window full of different colored glass, but there’s something magical about varying hues of the same color juxtaposed in odd numbers of pieces, of course. We’ll see how much I can find in the years to come.

While I’m still biding time until I move, I do like to see art, even if it was not of my own choosing completely, but donated to me after the fire. Some of it will make great placeholders until things that are more “me” are acquired.

Video Rowing Under Bridges

I don’t think I’ve ever posted a video of us rowing under the bridge(s) before, so here it is. It’s amazing how the noise of the traffic above comes and goes. It’s actually not that common that we row that far from the marina at Glen Cove, but when conditions are favorable like today, it’s really cool to do. We struggled to get there fighting against a strong current, but getting back to the marina was a breeze today.

I was back on the water today after a few weeks. What a gorgeous November day. We’re so lucky to live here and row all year round.

Before and After Grooming

Rental backyard with Bonnie and Snoopy before their baths and grooming today.

Before baths and grooming:

Shea gave the dogs baths with his homemade soap! After drying them off and blow-drying them, I groomed them and clipped Bonnie’s long nails. She is so patient with all of that. Snoopy not so much! Now it’s time to put their dog sweaters on for the brisk mornings.

Pictures Shea took of me with the dogs after their cuts (with and without yawning):

Four Fountains at Rental

Now up to four fountains (3 solar) including one fountain that was close to ground zero during the fire, which I glued back together and re-wire. Eventually, they will all be solar. The birds (especially hummingbirds) love the tallest fountain. Of course, they are staged at the rental house, but I’ll bring them home when my house rebuild finishes. Just hearing the water trickle reminds me of home, though.

I started to collect “cranberry” glass from thrift stores inspired by Barbra Streisand’s book on design. Before the fire, I had an entire bay window full of different colored glass, but there’s something magical about varying hues of the same color put together (in odd numbers of pieces, of course). We’ll see how much I can find in the years to come.

Patriot No More

I am grateful to live in this state (California) but really done with the USA experiment. I have had so much respect for those who have served in the military including so many in my family (soon to be five generations). However, American pride is really gone when I think about how the electorate in disproportionately powerful states are invoking the worst of the puritanical roots of this country’s political origin.

Yes I’m lucky that I am eligible for European citizenship, even though Italy itself, the country through which I can obtain that citizenship, has a fascist bitch at the helm. However, that country still has universal healthcare and a high standard of living, even based on my own family’s prosperity. Almost all of them have a vacation home in addition to their primary home, which they own. They work far fewer hours and have vastly more time off from work.

The garbage picture is self-explanatory.

I woke up this morning considering throwing my US flag in the garbage. I used to insist on having it out for every holiday that was appropriate to show that a liberal like me would still always identify as American. I don’t think I can bring myself to do that again, even if the next president is a butch, full melanin, indigenous Latina trans woman. I would say, “great,” but it will never reverse allowing Bush 2 to get the popular vote the second time because he used racist electoral college methods to steal the presidency the first time. Very similarly the name recognition of Felon McRapist was something the ignorant American electorate gravitated to rather than another overqualified, experienced, and competent woman.

Cults are a real problem and misinformation is rampant. Things are not going to get better, but the white supremacists will go to the ends of the earth to maintain their power.

He doesn’t know what a tariff is. He doesn’t know what a socialist or fascist is. Everything is a word salad and the man is declining, with a 39-year-old nutjob as his VP pick.

What could possibly go wrong?

Snoopy Slow Scratch

Doesn’t he look like a primate? He’s always been agile with his paws and he is found in many videos reaching out to drag a human hand toward him to pet him, even if that human hand is literally in the process of petting another dog at the time! He’s quite a character and I’m so glad to have him in my life, especially after he and I both only had each other after that horrible day at the fire, which took his five canine siblings.

Hello from Vallejo, California!