Feeling Helpless about Homelessness

[After discovering a homeless person sleeping in our front yard this morning (the 3rd time this week), and having to call the police while rousing him, and having to clean up the mess he left behind, I decided to write an impassioned letter to San Francisco’s Mayor, Ed Lee, my district’s supervisor, Scott Weiner, and the Director of Housing Opportunity, Partnerships and Engagement (HOPE), Bevan Dufty, expressing my frustrations and feelings of helplessness. Posting it here (with minor typographic corrections) for posterity.]

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Thanksgiving in Death Valley

Our annual pilgrimage to the desert last Thanksgiving felt like a return to our road trips of yore. We had a few goals in mind, but no explicit itinerary. We felt this acutely on our first night, fighting exhaustion in order to find a place somewhere around Lake Tahoe to park our Escape Campervan. Turns out most of the places we’d researched in advance were closed for the season, so we had to head all the way up to Sugar Pines Point State Park for the night.

Thanksgiving Road Trip through the Eastern Sierras and Death Valley
Descending from the Sierras

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This is neat: Computing the optimal road trip across the U.S. (but taking the road trip would be even neater)

Limited Range of Motion

Before the surgery to fix my fractured olecranon (translation: broken elbow), I was told that the number one complication would be “limited range of motion”. Of course I had no real appreciation for what that meant until the splint came off yesterday. So I thought it’d be fun to record my progress to track how the range of motion in my elbow evolves.

Episode 1 (two weeks after fracture)

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Olecranon Fracture

Last Tuesday while on my way to work, I fell off my bike at 11th and Market. It happened so fast, I’m not entirely sure why I fell, but I believe I was braking to avoid some bikes ahead of me when my front tire came in contact with the streetcar tracks, which caused my bike to slide out from under me.

I hit the pavement hard. The entire impact of the fall was concentrated on my left elbow—there wasn’t a scratch anywhere else on me. Thankfully no other bikes or cars were involved. My arm swelled up, but since I could still move my fingers I didn’t think anything was broken. Until I saw the x-ray.

Justin left elbow not good

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