Old Dogs and Holidays

I hung Mars stocking the other day. Today I was at Petsmart because I needed to restock her dog food. As I passed through the aisles I thought about her stocking. I considered what she'd enjoy.  In her prime, any sort of ball would have done. Any ball, lacrosse, soccer, golf or tennis would elicit pure dog joy in her. 

She doesn’t care much about balls now. She’s thirteen and a half in people years, almost 90 in dog years. She has degenerative arthritis which she compensates for by leaning a little to the right. In her prime she once ran ten miles with me. Neither of us could do that now.

Her life these days consists of getting up about four times a day, going out and walking from the back of the house to the front of the house. This is the extent of her cardio activity, except for that occasional moment when those old animal instincts get aroused. The other day she spied a young doe in the front yard. Forgetting for that brief moment her infirmities, she took off after it. Of course this was hardly a match and the deer soon disappeared into the night. Her return trip to the house was noticeably slower, leaning just a tad more to the right.

She also has enjoyed the occasional soft squeaky toy. She will work on one of these until she gets the squeaker thingy out. Once squeaky is silenced she loses interest but it does seem to make her happy, if only for that brief time. She can also play with this while lying on her bed.

Though her activity level is severely diminished she is otherwise fine. She lives in the kitchen on an LL Bean dog bed that’s right by a register. From her bed she can stare out at the backyard where, aside from the neighborhood black cat that sometimes taunts her by waltzing across the patio, it is otherwise peaceful. She still enjoys food and the thump thump of her tail against the floor is often the first sound I hear when I come downstairs in the morning.

A few months ago I wondered if she’d make it to Christmas. I should never had sold her short. 

So, along with her dog food this morning, I picked up a bag of healthy treats and a penguin squeaky toy for her stocking.

Ruminations on Mall Parking

Many of us in HoCo have a sort of love hate relationship with our mall. We love that is close by but we complain because there isn’t a particular store we like. We love that is enclosed from the cold but we bemoan that it is a closed environment, walled off from the streets surrounding it.

And we love our poinsettia tree but we hate the fact every year, around this time, everyone within a three county area converges on our mall, bringing with them real traffic in our Town Center, and taking up all of our parking.

I’ve visited the mall three times in the last four days and each time was a unique parking experience. Any other time of the year, parking at the mall is a rote exercise. I automatically gravitate to certain areas that experience tells me will, generally, have empty spaces and be less than a city block from a mall entry point. This time of the year those spaces are taken. I don’t know what happens to the actual people but once they park their cars in these spots those spaces then remain occupied until the second week in January.

On Friday, I was doing the slow troll up and down the Nordstrom lot. Others were trolling around me, all of us in search of the same elusive prey. I hate this game.

 I ended up creating my own space, parked on the outside of a parking divider. Though it doesn’t say specifically that I couldn’t park there my action does create a narrowing of the passage at the tip of the parking aisle. I wasn’t the only one doing this either. In fact I considered myself lucky in scoring one of these slots.

On Sunday I opted to go for the Maple garage by Lord & Taylor. Katie Essing, the mall manager, had suggested on our podcast that this garage is one of the more underutilized during the holiday season.

The only problem with parking garages is that you fall mercy to the driver in front of you and the one in front of him and so on. Inevitably one driver stops to wait for someone with twenty bags, a stroller and two kids, to load up their car, adjust the mirrors, make sure all the kids are buckled in, and check her email, before finally backing out of the space which she will do using excessive caution. By this time the line of cars behind the stopped driver is backed up to 29.

It had to endure three of these scenarios before reaching the third level of the deck and an available space.

Today, I again approached Maple garage, coming in from the north on Little Patuxent Parkway. This time I decided I go just past the traffic light at Sterrett Place and slide in the little ramp on the right which would take me right up to garage entry. Apparently some traffic engineer has decided that ramp is not a good idea during the holiday rush and now it is blocked off. It was too late to turn around so I ended up going all the way down to entrance by Union Jacks before circling back to Maple.

I passed the third level and continued all to the top of the Maple garage, back out into the sunshine where I found a bounty of parking and a little used entry into the third floor of Macy’s.

I don’t intend to return until Wednesday night.

Crunch Time

I’m not ready for Christmas this year. Some years I do a good job getting the decorations up, sending cards, buying gifts and making plans well ahead of time, other years, not so much. This is definitely one of those other years.

This of course results in a heightened level of anxiety as I scramble to fill those holes in the shopping list and fill out Christmas cards while on conference calls. It also means that I’m one of those people endlessly circling the various shopping center parking lots in search of the elusive space only to be rewarded for efforts by long lines for everything.

Sigh.

Still, I try and maintain a holiday appropriate attitude. This was greatly helped by the Ravens victory against the reigning Super Bowl champs yesterday. Another fourth quarter loss would have put me in dour mood today. I partially credit my new game watching strategy. After staying up late for the Atlanta and Pittsburgh games only to be let down in the final minutes with a Ravens loss I realized I was only compounding my holiday stress levels. When they played Houston a week ago on Monday night and Houston put the game into overtime in the last minutes of regulation time, I turned off the television.

“Aren’t you going to watch the rest of the game,” Mama Wordbones asked.

“No, I’m not going to watch. If I stay up late again only to be frustrated I’ll just be mad at myself for staying up. If I don’t watch, maybe they’ll win.”

They won in overtime.

Yesterday, after blowing a big early game lead, New Orleans tied things up in the fourth quarter. I turned off the TV and left to run some errands.

They won again. I not generally superstitious but I think I might be on to something here.

HoCo Hoods by the Numbers

By now most people know that HoCo is the wealthiest county in the wealthiest state but what you may not know is how your own HoCo neighborhood stacks up against the county in general. For instance, the median household income in HoCo is $101,003 but in Wilde Lake and Town Center it’s $71,552. Asians make up 11% of the county population but they make up 23% of the population in Clarksville. 44% of the adult population in Clarksville has a master’s degree or higher while in Savage it’s only 15%.

How do I know this stuff?

I went to this cool inactive map on The New York Times website.

The map breaks down the latest US Census data by census tract. These don’t always follow recognized neighborhood boundaries but they come pretty close.

The Mayor of the Mall

The Mall in Columbia is a community of its own in the center of Town Center. It encompasses almost a million and a half square feet of retail space making it the largest commercial property in HoCo. It has 202 stores and 7,200 parking spaces, and its own private police force. Since opening in 1971 it has undergone four renovations in 1981, 1999, 2001 and 2003.

Overseeing the daily operations of this retail behemoth is the diminutive Katie Essing. In the world of the Mall, Katie is the mayor and she appears to relish the role. The holiday season is high season for retailers and so it seemed appropriate for Paul and I to spend some time getting to know the malls mayor and get her take on the HoCo loco retail pulse.

We also spent a little time with Councilperson Courtney Watson getting her take on the ramifications of Greg Hamms recent departure from the Howard Hughes Corporation.

As we were wrapping up the show, David Thalheimer stopped by to say hello. David was a former candidate for HoCo School Board. Since we had already wrapped up the show we didn’t get a chance to chat with David on the air but it was still nice to finally talk to him one on one, outside of the political arena. We joked that maybe we should try to get Allen Dyer on one of our future shows. That could be interesting...stay tuned.

You can download the latest episode of “and then there’s that…” here.

Scene This Week In…

The early season snows are the best snows. They herald the arrival of indoor time and warm fires. In December, winter is still a novelty and winter scenes like this one of Bonnie Branch in Ellicott City help set the mood.

In another month we’ll be sick of it.

I can usually sustain a modicum of winter enthusiasm through February 6^th when the Super Bowl is played. After that the shortest month of the year always seems like the longest month of the year.

In Columbia it was another sign of change that captured my camera lens. Yesterday a new sign appeared in front of the former Rouse Company headquarters building in Town Center. For the third time since it opened in 1974, the Frank Gehry building has a new name out front, The Howard Hughes Corporation.

Of course there was more than a sign change at  HHC. The new company dismissed Greg Hamm who had been the public face of the companies’ efforts to transform the Town Center area over the next thirty years. Greg immersed himself in the HoCo community to craft a plan that is economically feasible and that holds true to the vision and promise of Columbia’s original planners.

This also marks a vindication of sorts for those who have supported the plan. Alan Klein, the plans most visible and vocal critic, ominously warned that the plan was unenforceable. He was Columbia’s own Chicken Little. Yet now, with a new company already replacing the original petitioner, General Growth Properties, the plan is moving forward as anticipated. While HHC has removed Greg Hamm, they kept his entire staff in Columbia who has worked tirelessly behind the scenes for the past five years on this project and will continue to do so.

Snow Time for Goofing Off

It never seems to fail. You decide to take a day off so you can get all these things done and before you know it the day is done and there are still items on your list that you never got to.

Sigh.

After putting up a short post this morning I was about to head out to the grocery store when Paul Skalny called. Paul and I are planning on doing a podcast on New Years Eve and we had hoped to have HoCo mega church preacher, David Anderson as our guest. We want to focus the show around loco New Years resolutions and we thought it might be fun to have some spiritual perspective. Unfortunately we learned today that the good reverend will be out of town and unable to join us. This led to a lengthly discussion about who we could get instead. Names were bought up, bantered about and discarded. We finally reached consensus on an old Wilde Lake High classmate of mine. I called him on my way to the store. I was now about an hour behind.

I don’t know what the situation was later in the day but this morning the Giant in Lyndwood was relatively calm. The store manager was directing one of his staff to bring more snow shovels out of the back. Shovels were selling like hotcakes today.

By the time I left the store the road situation had begun to get dicey. It wasn’t so much the snow as it was the ice. The roads were pretty slick and though I saw a few cars doing the old slip side, I didn’t see any accidents. Back home I unloaded the groceries. Making chili was on my priority list today and now at least I had the necessary ingredients.

Next stop was the Wine Bin in Ellicott City. This is no time to run low on wine. In fact Dave Carney says that his business does very well when these winter storms hit. People stop in on their way home from work before hunkering down for the night. This afternoon however, there was only one other customer in the store and it wasn’t long before Dave was uncorking a bottle of wine for us to taste. We toasted the holidays. I love this store!

Leaving the Wine Bin I crossed the street to Classic Interiors. During Midnight Madness I noticed Mama Wordbones taking special interest in an item there and so now Santa was circling back to pick it up. I ended up speaking with the store owner, Carolyn Gaughan. It turns out that Carolyn has made quite a retail journey in HoCo. Her original location was in The Mall some thirty years ago. When then mall anchor store Woodward & Lothrop closed up shop, her business took a hit and so when it came time to renew her lease she opted instead to move to Savage Mill. After several years in the mill, she moved her store to a new space in Ellicott City behind Su Casa two years ago. It’s a very unique space that seems to fit her wares well.

She said that business is good, much better than last year.

Nobody had a good year last year.

Back home I realized that I needed to clear the driveway before I did anything else. That took me right up to 4:00 PM when I needed to have a phone conference with a developer about a clients lease renewal. I didn’t get started on my chili until five o’clock.

Now, with the pot of chili slowly simmering away on the stove, I’ve poured a glass a wine and pulled out the laptop. All in all I'd have to say it was a good day; I may not have accomplished everything I set out to do but right now it seems that it was just enough.

Preemptive Snow Day

For the past week I’ve been meaning to take a day off of work to get caught up on Christmas stuff. Inevitably, the day I pick ends up being the only day that some meeting or another can be held and I end up going to work.

Last night, as I looked at my calendar, I realized that today was probably my best shot so I took it. I sent an email to my colleagues telling them I was taking a preemptive snow day.

Unfortunately, since I had to get Peanut to school this morning, I still couldn't sleep in.

More Fun with Numbers

In his daily links update this morning, HoCo Rising shared a couple of statistical nuggets from this story by Yeganeh June Torbati in The Sun, particularly the fact that HoCo is the wealthiest county in the wealthiest state in the country "with 57.2 percent of residents having completed a bachelor's degree.”

We also top the charts in the time spent getting to and from work.

“Marylanders continued to have some of the nation's longest driving commutes — about 31 minutes on average, virtually tied with New Yorkers.”

In this story by Carol Morello and Dan Keating in The Washington Post we also learn that in Northern Virginias Loudon County, “more than a third of the households are married couples with children, making it one of the country's bastions of the traditional family.”

On the other hand, the Baltimore area, less than one in ten households are made up of the traditional nuclear family.

In The Daily Record, Michaelle Bond reports that “Howard County schools had the state’s lowest poverty rate at 4.6 percent.”

That still concerns Patti Caplan.

“Just because the Howard County School Public School System has the lowest poverty rate — and is located in the county with the highest median household income — doesn’t mean it doesn’t worry about the relationship between poverty and school achievement, said spokeswoman Patti Caplan.”

“People think, ‘Well, that can’t be a problem in Howard County,’ but it is,” Caplan said. “And we want to raise awareness of the issue.”

Then again perhaps it’s best to consider what Professor Aaron Levenstien said about statistics:

“Statistics are like a bikini. What they reveal is suggestive, but what they conceal is vital.”

White Christmas 2010

Could this be déjà vu all over again?

Last year on December 19^th, we got hit with the first blizzard of the season which gave us the first white Christmas in recent memory. It could easily happen again this year.

According to Mr. Foot and fearless forecasters another storm could “come right on the exact day 365 days ago when on December 19, 2010 Baltimore received its’ first Kahuna of the winter.”

“The time frame for this storm, if impacted the area, would be Saturday evening through Sunday evening. Right now the team continues to analyze all the models, which shows both extremes.  One extreme shows the potential for a repeat of last December’s storm.  Others show an out-to-sea situation which would leave us with no snow.  We are fairly confident all precipitation with this storm will be snow, so the main thing to watch is how close to the coast this storm comes.”

Brrr!

Still, a white Christmas is always a treat. The first big storm of the season is a time for hunkering down with a warm fire and a well stocked pantry. It was also the Blizzard of 09 that acquainted me with fellow HoCo blogger Sarah when she shared this piece of blizzard reporting from Owen Brown.

The first big storm is a novelty, its those late season storms that break your back!

Meanwhile, Over in Eden Prairie

Every once in awhile I’ll check-in on the No.1 Best Place to Live in America, Eden Prairie, Minnesota, to get a feeling for what’s new in the countrys top spot. Not surprisingly, the big news this week is the massive blizzard that also took down the Metrodome in nearby Minneapolis. In Eden Prairie, they’re calling this storm “Snowzilla.”

Given that Minnesotans are no strangers to severe winter weather, for them to actually name a storm you know it had to be bad.

Cold Civility

“Morning Lloyd!”

“Morning Dennis, how’re you?”

“Cold!”

I had stopped into the Lakeside Coffee Shop in Town Center this morning to grab a hot cup of coffee. I ran into Lloyd Knowles as I was bundling up in preparation for reentering the cold world. With the mecury struggling to get above thirty degrees and the wind whipping around every corner, “cold” seems to appropriately describe how I am.

 I figured if I saw Lloyd then Liz couldn’t be far behind. As if on cue, we passed each other in the building lobby.

“Morning Liz.”

“Morning Dennis, how’re you?”

“Cold!”

That was the extent of our conversation, civil and short. Some people I know are surprised that I would say anything to Lloyd and Liz or they to me. I don’t know why. Sure, I view them as the enemy camp, politically speaking and I never pass up an opportunity to skewer Liz in this blog, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be civil when we pass in public.

This is the land of civility after all, even when it’s cold outside.

My Other Home Town

Though I often refer to Columbia as my home town, it didn’t even exist when I was born. Fifty plus years ago HoCo was still very much a rural county where the main HoCo highway was Route 40 West. Back then my family lived just across the HoCo border in Catonsville, or more specifically “Old Catonsville.”

Old Catonsville was this week’s community in the “Where We Live” feature in The Washington Post. In this story by Laura Barnhardt Cech she identifies Old Catonsville as “an enclave with about 350 houses in the center of the unincorporated town.”

We lived on Payson Avenue between Sanford and Newburg and we could walk or ride our bikes everywhere. We walked to school, the Post Office, the library and the pool. The fireworks at Catonsville High School were close enough that we could join neighbors in a back yard to watch them. We could also walk up two blocks to catch the parade which has been held every summer since 1947.

“Weeks before the holiday, residents start putting out their lawn chairs to reserve spots on Frederick Road to watch the parade of marching bands, floats, cars and local celebrities. (Every year, at least one joker puts out a lawn chair on New Year's Day.)”

Christmas Shopping 2010

A little instructional video from the ladies...

Nixon and the Irish

In the latest release of tapes from Richard Nixons days in the White House, we learn how he felt about the Irish. In this story in The Washington Post Rob Stein writes that in a conversation with Charles Colson, Special Counsel to the President, Nixon says “…the Irish can't drink. What you always have to remember with the Irish is they get mean. Virtually every Irish I've known gets mean when he drinks. It's sort of a natural trait. Particularly the real Irish,"

The latest batch of tapes also reveals how Nixon felt about Jews, blacks and Italians.

At least we’re in good company.

I’ll drink to that.

Toys R Us to TJ Maxx

The recently vacated Toys R Us store in the Columbia Crossing shopping center may soon house a TJ Maxx store. The women’s fashion retailer is reportedly in the final stages of negotiations to backfill the 30,000 square foot space. Toys R Us, now combined with Babies R Us, moved across the street to Columbia Crossing II this fall into the former Expo Design Center.

Combined with other recently retail moves it would be safe to say that  retail space in Columbia continues to be a hot commodity.

Who Are These Guys?

The three guys who flew into HoCo last week and summarily dismissed Greg Hamm appear to be working for two separate companies. Daniel Weinreb, the CEO of the Howard Hughes Corporation is also listed as the CEO of TPMC Realty Corporation. Grant Hertlitz, the president of Howard Hughes is also the president of TPMC. The Director of Development for Howard Hughes, Chris Curry, is also the Chief Development Officer for TPMC.

So who is TPMC?

They appear to primarily be office developers, though they have developed a couple of retail and residential projects. Judging by their website, the closest thing they’ve come to the Columbia Town Center redevelopment is the Main Place project in Frisco, Texas and that project seems to be stalled. It isn’t even listed as a “significant” development project on the Frisco Economic Development Corporation website.

Should we be concerned?

The sudden dismissal of Greg Hamm is a bit troubling. Granted, if the guy had been caught stealing or engaging in inappropriate behavior with farm animals, a sudden dismissal would be perfectly understandable. I don’t believe that either of these was the case with Greg.

It seems to me that a wiser course would have been to transition Greg out gradually, after his replacement was already on board. His five years of work getting the Town Center redevelopment legislation passed would seem invaluable to anyone who wanted to come in and kick things“ into high gear” as Weinreb was quoted as saying in this story by Larry Carson in The Sun. This action just appears reckless and not well thought out. That’s not exactly a good way to endear yourself to the people in HoCo who have supported the companies efforts through these turbulent times.

The Blogging Browser Blues

Fellow HoCo blogger Sarah Says first alerted me to this issue last night in message on facebook. She shared an anonymous message that was posted on her blog.

Sarah,
Please be a dear and let the two stooges at ToTCities and HOCOrising know that if they've seen a contraction in comments this week it's because of something technical. Some ppl are unable to post. Which may be a blessing in some cases. Nonetheless, they may want to know. 

First off, Sarah is a dear. I have had the pleasure to meet with her and I like her. If you haven’t checked out her blog, please do so, particularly if you have an interest in transportation issues.

Anyway…

I was completely unaware that there was any problem with commenting on my blog. Some posts compel people to comment, others not so much. It’s all good. So when there is a drop off in commenting, I don’t immediately take notice.

Until today that is. That’s when I attempted to post a comment on HoCo Rising about my big scoop. It wouldn’t take. I noticed that I was using Internet Explorer as my browser. I usually use the Google Chrome browser so I switched back to Chrome and the comment problem disappeared.

I am not really that technically astute so I have no earthly idea why Disqus commenting is working on Chrome but not with IE but there it is. What do you expect from a stooge after all?

In any event, I hope this gets resolved sooner rather than later. In the meantime  if anyone ever has any technical issue such as this, feel free to drop me an email at wordbones@verizon.net. I may reach out to a friend to get some help in fixing the problem.

And So It Begins

It’s snowing. I realize that this was inevitable but still I was hoping it would hold off for awhile.

I wonder if they’ll close the schools early today.

On the other hand, I did tell Peanut that we’d go get our tree after school so at least this little storm provides a Norman Rockwellian backdrop for that.

Federal Lawsuit Update 11

One thing I’ll say for Paul Kendall and his quixotic judicial attempt to revive the Turf Valley referendum effort, he’s tenacious. After being denied by the courts at every turn, he recently took a road trip to Richmond for his last stand in front of the U.S. Court of Appeals.

According to this story by Kellie Woodhouse in The Columbia Flier, the plaintiffs and their attorney Susan Gray, are attempting to frame the rejection of their petition by the HoCo Board of Elections as a denial of constitutional rights.

“In her oral arguments, Gray equated the right to referendum with the right to vote. She said the current restrictions are “totally and unduly burdensome” and have “the result of circumventing the right of referendum.”

The HoCo Board of Elections and their attorney, Gerry Richmond, contends that the real issue is that Kendall, and his buddy Marc Norman, simply failed to follow directions.

"Richmond and his co-counsel, Kathleen Wherthey, thought differently. They said the issue was Kendall’s failure to follow directions.

“This was a signature case, I don’t think it’s a referendum case or a right-to-vote case,” he said.

According to Wherthey, the referendum literature asks a signee to print his or her full name.

“It’s strange to me that half of the people who signed this petition failed to do so,” she said.”

Despite attempts to try and frame this failed petition drive as an assault against citizens rights what this is really about is keeping non union grocers (Harris Teeter and Wegmans) from entering or expanding in HoCo. The food workers union employees (the majority of whom do even live in HoCo) collected over 90% of the petition signatures. The same union has continued to support the ongoing legal battles.

A decision from the Court of Appeals is expected in January.

Hamm Leaves Howard Hughes

Greg Hamm, the General Manager of Columbia for the Howard Hughes Corporation, has left the company as of today.  Greg successfully ushered the Columbia Town Center redevelopment legislation through the county council this past year and kept the Columbia development program on track through the bankruptcy of General Growth Properties. GGP spun off the master planned communities into the newly formed Howard Hughes Corporation this fall.

Greg did a great service to HoCo and Columbia and he will be missed.

Catching Up with “The Hammer”

It’s funny how much things can change in three years. Back in October of 2007 when I wrote this post about Mona “The Hammer” Shaw, I had recently switched from Comcast to Verizon FIOS, after years of putting up with awful customer service from Comcast. Mona had achieved national fame when her frustration with Comcast customer service drove her to act of civil disobedience; she demolished a Comcast customer service reps computer with a hammer.

This past Sunday, in The Post Magazine, Neely Tucker caught back up with Mona who still “doesn't have any regrets about laying waste to her local Comcast office with said construction tool”

“Her celebrity began when Comcast couldn't provide her steady service of its Triple Play option, which combined phone, cable and Internet service. After the Shaws' many complaints, Comcast cut off service entirely. She went to the office to speak to a manager, Comcast had her wait two hours and the manager left for the day. The next Monday morning, it was hammer time. Shaw demolished the customer service rep's monitor, keyboard and telephone. While people ducked under desks and called the cops, Shaw bellowed: "Have I got your attention now?"

The funny thing is that she remains a Comcast customer.

“She has Verizon for the telephone service and Comcast for the Internet. "To tell you the truth, I have fewer problems with Comcast than I do with Verizon."

I can certainly relate to that. I wonder if she’d let me borrow that hammer…

In This Months Business Monthly

Getting the cooks tour of the former Rouse Company headquarters in Town Center last month was akin to visiting a place I used to live. Our work places after all are where we spend most of our day and they hold memories both good and bad. A workplace like the large open Frank Gehry designed lakefront building was a community in its own right. When I worked there in the early eighties I was one of 500 or so employees who populated the space. I was also fortunate enough not to be always confined to just one area. Our department interacted with other departments and I had friends in other areas as well. It was a neat building to move around in. It remains one of the nicer environments I have ever labored in.

These days it is a different place. No longer the corporate headquarters of a public company with nationwide operations, it is now a bit of a white elephant, inefficient and underutilized. Though Gehry himself once suggested that it be torn down, instead it is poised to become a signature building in the redevelopment of Columbia Town Center. Plans are well underway for the repositioning the building for a new role.

You can read this month’s column here.

More Renter Bashing

In yet another affront to renters, Max Read reports in Gawker that Judson Phillips,,the president of a “prominent Tea Party group” believes that that renters should not be allowed to vote.

“The Founding Fathers... put certain restrictions on... the right to vote... you had to be a property owner. And that makes a lot of sense."

Of course those same founding fathers felt the same way about blacks and women.

The Prince Georges Handshake

When your county political culture is shrouded by a federal investigation of bribery and corruption, you tend to make some adjustments to your interactions with your colleagues. According to this story by Paul Schwartzman in The Washington Post the recent arrest of the outgoing county executive and his wife and three members of the county police force has “fueled speculation about who will be next - whose home and office will be raided and whose records will be subpoenaed.”

"Tom Hendershot, a former Prince George's County Council member, ran into a buddy the other day, a zoning lawyer he has known for years, and gave him what he likes to refer to as the "Prince George's handshake."

"You know," Hendershot said with a throaty chuckle, "you rub each other all over and make sure there's no one wired." 

And just like that, our loco political lexicon gains a new phrase...

Hanging with the HoCo Politicos

Loco politicos were drawn to last nights swearing in ceremony for the county council and county executive loco politicos like bees to honey. Not only were the friends and family of the new council members and executive in attendance, a host of other politicians were there as well. They even had their own seating area as I suppose they feel more comfortable with each other than the unwashed masses in the general audience.

There was plenty of time for socializing before the festivities got underway and the first person I ran into was James Howard. Jamie was there because he was being confirmed for his new appointment to the HoCo Alcoholic Beverage Hearing Board.

I also ran into loco politico kingmaker Roger Caplan. I had the pleasure to introduce “The Rog” to Tom Coale. I was actually surprised they hadn’t met before. Rog sort of surprised me when he said that Tom was the loco righty blogger and I was the loco lefty blogger. I told him that some readers of Tales of Two Cities would beg to differ with him. Tom then insisted that he was actually more progressive than me. I suppose that would make me regressive then.

One thing I’ve learned over years of loco politico observation is that elected officials like to be recognized, even when they are just sitting in an audience. They also don’t mind being recognized more than once. Last night, Korva Coleman the moderator for the evening, was running through the litany of officials in the room. Towards the end she also recognized the former county executives in the audience including Jim Robey who had already been recognized as a senator but then failed to mention Liz Bobo for a second time. I suspect Ms Coleman suddenly noticed the steam rising from the a seat in the VIP section and quickly apologized while recognizing Liz for a second time. Liz stood up and took a bow.

The use of the bees to honey metaphor was also fitting because last night, in the new council’s inaugural session, the legislation to revise the zoning for HoCo beekeepers was formally read. The first public hearing for the bees will be on December 20^th.

After the ceremony was over I had the opportunity to speak with Allan Kittleman. Allan was upset that none of the council members had the courtesy to second Greg Fox’s motion to reintroduce his veterans’ commission legislation. He claims that seconding a motion, even if you plan to subsequently vote against it, is a courtesy that was regularly extended when he served on the council. “Then again we had two Republican council members back then,” he reasoned.

Sushi to Shipley's

The East Moon Asian Bistro is coming to the Shoppes at Shipley’s Grant. According to this report from Citybiz.com, the Asian fusion and sushi restaurant has signed a lease for 4,154 square feet and plans to open in the spring of next year.

The locally owned chain has existing restaurants in Bowie and Alexandria.

Familiar Faces

This evening the new county council and county executive were sworn in at a ceremony at Howard High School. The five new council members and executive are identical to the old council and executive as each and every one of them won reelection.

I didn't attend the festivities four years ago so I don't know if the speeches were new but at least they were new to me.

Courtney Watson reflected back on her nine years as an elected official that began with a seat on the school board. She said that among her proudest accomplishments were the hiring of Dr. Sydney Cousin when she was on the school board and protecting the future of Doughoregan Manor and the establishment of an affordable housing trust fund as a council member.

Calvin Ball, the philosopher poet of the council, channeled Plato as he referred to the Allegory of the Cave and the role of guardians as servant leaders. He reminded the audience, and perhaps his fellow council members, that a true leader serves the greater good not the individual. His remarks were easily the heaviest in thought. 

Jen Terrasa took a cue from Academy Award speeches, thanking all those who helped her in the campaign. She particularly singled out Ken Ulman for his support. She was the only council member to thank the executive for helping her get reelected.

Mary Kay Sigaty told the assembled that besides being a mom, being a council member was the best job she’ s ever had. She spoke of the “hopes and dreams” of our children and the importance of seeing to the needs of the next generation. She made extensive use of her hands and arms to accent her points.

Greg Fox noted that the audience was smaller than four years ago because this was more like a sequel. He made it a point to thank his staff. He also paid homage to Maggie Brown and his grandfather who both passed away this year. He also used the opportunity to promote the establishment of a county veteran’s commission, noting that HoCo is the only county in Maryland that doesn’t have one.

The proposed veterans’ commission was actually the subject of a little drama later in the new councils first session which followed the ceremony. The council had tabled his veterans commission legislation at the last meeting and so tonight Greg moved to reintroduce it. When none of the other members of the council seconded his motion, which would have at least allowed a vote, there followed an awkward moment. The Democratic members of the council favor establishing a task force first to determine what a HoCo veterans commission would look like.

The best speech of the night was given by Jaki Ulman who introduced her husband. She noted that Ken is always reminding anyone he speaks to that HoCo is the second best place to live in the country. Jaki said that in their home Ken is also number two.

Ken Ulman spent his time at the podium reflecting back to what he had promised four years ago and then explaining how his administration had accomplished everything he promised they would...and more. In addition to eliminating spending, Healthy Howard, expanded recycling, weathering back to back blizzards, planting 50,000 trees and the broadband initiative, HoCo is the only county in Maryland where you watch county council meetings live on your computer!

Take that Eden Prairie!

It’s Always the Other Guy, Not Me

In listening to the Ron Smith Show on WBAL this morning I was struck by an exchange between Ron and his guest, Matthew Olshan. Ron had just finished railing about the bias of the so called “mainstream media” when Matthew called him on it.

“But aren’t you the mainstream media?”

“No, I’m just a talk show host.”

and then there's that...

Laptopistan

In a post from February of 07, I referred to the Dobbin Road Starbucks as Laptop Alley. On any given weekday the tables and chairs are usually filled with a variety of folks hunched over their laptops. After reading this story by David Sax in The New York Times yesterday, I realized that this particular coffee shop is Columbia’s version of Laptopistan, “an entrepreneurial economy, driven by solitary thinkers.”

David’s Laptopistan is actually the Atlas Café in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. While there are immediately recognizable similarities between the two, hooking up to power in Columbia’s Laptopistan is less cumbersome than its New York cousin.

“The floor presents an obstacle course of power cables snaking their way around coffee cups, over chairs, and around table legs, eventually finding a home in one of two power strips that look as though they came from a Soviet coal refinery. Whenever a plug is inserted, the outlet sparks, and certain movements can cause all the plugs on a given strip to simultaneously eject.”

The reporter is a freelance writer who usually works from home. He readily admits that prior to conducting his anthropological study of Laptopistan he dismissed this laptop coffee shop culture as “just unemployed hipsters and their unpublished novels, or screenplays, or Facebook stati.”

He now sees Laptopistan in a different light.

“At home, the slightest change in light is enough of an excuse to get up, walk around, clip my nails or head into the kitchen. Though home offices seem like the perfect work environment, their unrestricted silence, uninterrupted solitude and creature comforts breed distraction. In Laptopistan, I focused with intense precision, sitting motionless for hours at a time. At home, when the Internet goes down, I feel professionally castrated, and usually retire to the sofa until the connection is restored. When the wireless network at Atlas seized up two afternoons in a row, I just switched to off-line tasks without breaking stride. No one else seemed fazed, either. If anything, the place got more crowded. Laptopistan provides structure, and freelancers, like children, secretly crave structure. You come to work, for two or four or eight hours, and you take comfort in the knowledge that everyone else is there to work as well. There’s a silent social pressure to it all.”

Class Warfare in Normandy

It appears that some folks in the Normandy neighborhood of Ellicott City hold a pretty low opinion of apartment dwellers. The owners of the Normandy Shopping Center are attempting to rezone their property for mixed use that would include about 200 apartments. The property owner’s attorney, William Erskine, was asked by the HoCo Planning Board if he had received any negative feedback from the surrounding community. According to this story by Kellie Woodhouse in The Columbia Flier, Erskine testified that “the biggest fear is concerns about the type of people that … live in apartments. ... I don’t know if that’s a proper concern, to me that’s a little bit of class warfare.”

“Normandy Heights resident Thomas Kasuba told the board he was “highly insulted” by Erskine’s comment. He said residents were concerned about increased traffic, about the high-rise being an eyesore and about property values.”

“Kasuba also said he did not want to live by apartment-dwellers — “you know, college kids and stuff like that.”

While Mr. Kasuba may have been “highly insulted” other residents were pretty blunt about their feelings towards “apartment people.”

Ellicott City resident Kellie Mason said she was worried about “the transient nature of typical apartment people and what that is going to do to our schools.” 

Nice people!            

Throngs Descend on EC for Midnight Madness

Mama Wordbones and I headed down to Midnight Madness a little after six last night. I realized that parking would be a challenge so my stategy was to find a space across the river in Oella.

Apparently others had the same strategy. Cars were parked everywhere, along Frederick Road, in the public lot behind the Trolley Stop and every available spot along the river, including sidewalks. I found a spot I could squeeze into and we walked across the bridge into town. I was surprised to see that there were cars parked along Main Street even though there were signs saying that they’d be towed.

There wasn’t a tow truck in sight.

Our first stop was the Ellicott Mills Brewing Company to grab some dinner. Though the place was packed we still were seated right away and in short order I was sipping on a Dunkel. After dinner we stopped by The Wine Bin, sampled some chocolates and then started working our way down the hill.

In the Tongue Row Courtyard we ran into Motorcycle Santa. We were unimpressed. Motorcycle Santas shtick is that he rides a BRP Spyder. Big yawn.

On the other hand the courtyard was hopping with a live band and lots of people. Though it was cold outside there was very little wind.

As we navigated through the crowds on Main Street we spotted an Elvis impersonator in front of Shoemaker Country and a woman wearing a white wig with Christmas lights in it. You gotta love holiday street life.

We popped in for a glass of wine with our neighbors Paige and Brian who operate Ellicott City Weddings & Events and then topped our evening off with a little more wine with our friends at The Obladi.

By any measure, the 33^rd Annual Ellicott City Midnight Madness was a resounding success. 

The Latest Buzz on HoCo MoJo

We wrapped up the 29^th episode of “and then there’s that…” at The Mall yesterday with our guest Beverly Francis, the executive director of The Columbia Foundation. Beverly replaced Barbara Lawson who retired after leading the HoCo loco philanthropic foundation for nineteen years. This was the first time I’ve really had the opportunity to sit down and talk with Beverly and I found her to be both passionate and funny.

I probably overused the “buzz” pun after talking about the pending legislation to change the zoning for HoCo beekeepers but I couldn’t help myself. We also discussed the Wildecats gridiron victory, the Clarksville funeral home, Four Loko, Billboard magazines recognition of Merriweather Post Pavilion and Melvin Yates.

The last two shows we didn’t have any guests for our shorter two minute segment at the end of the podcast, a stark reminder that this third segment of the show is still very much a work in progress. This week we used the time to chat briefly about the stresses of the holiday season.

We are actually considering bringing back our “man on the street” interviews that were in our original format. Now that we are in the mall there are more people around us and more of an opportunity to randomly talk to folks. Of course we will need to get The Malls permission to do this so stay tuned.

You can listen to our latest podcast here.

Melvin Yates Dismissed

Remember the story of the barber who was arrested this past summer on the night of a memorial party for his father?

After the incident, Melvin Yates filed a $50 million federal lawsuit against the Howard County Police department claiming police brutality. According to this story by Luke Broadwater in The Columbia Flier, Yates “said he now lives in fear of the police and he worries they will harass him even at simple encounters like traffic stops.”

Mr. Yates was subsequently found not guilty of assaulting a police officer and resisting arrest but guilty of disorderly conduct and failure to obey a police officer.

Yesterday, United States District Court Judge J. Frederick Motz dismissed his $50 million lawsuit. Back in June Yates attorney, Anitha Johnson,  said the multi million dollar was intended to “get their attention and let them know we’re serious.”

I’m sure it wasn’t about the money. This time it was the barber who got a haircut.

Shaken, Not Stirred

Last night I attended one of my absolutely favorite holiday celebrations, the Davis Agnor Rapaport & Skalny Holiday Soirée. Besides enjoying the opportunity to spend time with so many people I know, they always have a martini bar.

I like mine straight up, dry enough to blow the dust off the top, with three olives.

Among the many folks I caught up with was Mary Kay Sigaty. We spoke briefly about her pending legislation to alter the zoning regulations for beekeepers. Though the HoCo Planning Board unanimously rejected the proposed change, Mary Kay and Greg Fox are pressing ahead. I asked Mary Kay if this was simply another example of the ineptness of the planning board.

“I can’t understand them either,” she told me. “Out of about one hundred people who testified before the board on this issue only two were in opposition." Apparrently one of the board members did her own research on the internet and convinced the others that this wasn’t a good idea. They totally ignored the expert testimony.

This is the same planning board that held the Columbia Town Center redevelopment legislation hostage for nine months.

After talking to Mary Kay I had a brief conversation with Nicole Hickey, the executive director of the Columbia Festival of the Arts. Nicole is none too pleased with the column I wrote about the festival this summer. She makes the point that she could do more if she had more money. I have some additional thoughts on that but I’ll save it for a separate post.

I also spent some time talking to Dennis Schrader about his unsuccessful attempt to unseat Jen Terrasa in Council District 3. Many loco political prognosticators felt he had a good chance of winning back the seat he held in the mid nineties. The fact that Jen won reelection by a wide margin came as a bit of a surprise.

“The reason for that was the support she received from Ken Ulman,” said Chris Oxenham. Chris pointed out that Ken did not provide the same support to Courtney Watson in District 1 and that is why that race was much closer. Chris told me he is now working to help further Allan Kittlemans future political aspirations. I told him that if Alan wants to be county executive in four years he better resign as Senate minority leader.

I got home in time to catch some of the Wilde Lake state championship football game on television, which was very cool. Unfortunately, right at the beginning of the second half I received a phone call from a loco community activist who objected to one of my recent posts about him. I’ll spare the gory details here but suffice it to say I was not pleased with having this conversation while I was trying to watch the game. I suggested that if he didn’t drop this I’d write a detailed post about our phone conversation, fueled by martinis. That seemed to settle it and I returned to watching the Wildecats roll to victory.

In the end, I was shaken, not stirred.

Go Wildecats!

The Wilde Lake High School Wildecats will play Franklin High School tonight at M&T Bank Stadium at 7 PM for the Maryland Class 3A state football championship. As a member of the first graduating class of Columbia’s first high school I’d like to wish all the players and coaches good luck.

Go green and gold!

Bundle Up and Come On Down

This Friday night marks 33^rd annual Midnight Madness celebration in Ellicott City. Though the weather is likely to be cold, it’s worth putting on your woolies and coming on down for the fun.

It all kicks off at six o’clock with a tree lighting in front of the old post office building on upper Main Street.

Among my favorite stops will be The Wine Bin which will be showing “It’s A Wonderful Life” on the big screen in their parking lot complete with hot cider and popcorn. Inside the store will be wine and chocolate tastings.

The Good Life Market is promoting performances by Motorcyle Santa. I have no idea what that’s all about but knowing Randy and Steve it will likely be worth checking out.

Actually, there will be live performances all over town with performers at the old Post Office, at the Courtyards of Tongue Row, down by the B&O Railroad Museum and all along Main Street.

Parking is free, as it will be throughout the holiday season but on Friday night there will be no parking on Main Street. I received an email from Courtney Watson today will the following suggestion for the parking challenged.

“The earlier you arrive, the easier the parking.  If you arrive later in the evening take advantage of two options for parking – valet parking will be available at each end of Main Street and a shuttle service will be provided between the Howard County Court House parking lot and Main Street.”

So bundle up and come on down!

Defending Vanilla

Last night, on our way home from Baltimore, Mama Wordbones and I somehow began debating whether vanilla is a legitimate flavor. This topic seems to always come up when we are discussing ice cream. She is a big chocolate fan while I can find joy in vanilla.

“Vanilla doesn’t taste like anything,” she insisted.

I beg to differ. Before long I was telling her how I first discovered my love for vanilla when I was first introduced to vanilla coke in the early sixties in Columbia. I’m not talking about the stuff you can buy in a can; I’m talking about an honest to god soda fountain vanilla coke.

Back in those early years of the new town, there was a pharmacy in the Wilde Lake Village Green where the Melting Pot restaurant is now located. When it first opened, the pharmacy also had a small lunch counter and soda fountain in the back called The Eagles Nest. Working behind the counter was a young Dave Thomas who mixed me up my first vanilla coke concoction. Until that time I had never considered a coke to be anything but a coke.

I've been a fan of vanilla ever since.