Monday, February 11, 2008

After Nightmare Vacation, Former City Council Candidate Is Tanned, Rested, and Ready…to Complain!

Editor,

I just got back from a trip to the island nation of Vanuatu, and boy is it good to be back in the island nation of Alameda again, with all of its problems. There was nothing to complain about on vacation! The weather was great, the scenery was gorgeous, the food was mouth-watering, and all of the natives were friendly. Even the in-flight movies were good on the way there and back. I couldn't find a single thing to complain about for days on end, and it nearly drove me crazy! Now I see why that snake of a travel agent gave me such a good deal on this trip…I wasn't even able to complain about the price!

I tell you, I was so desperate to hear the sound of complaining in Vanuatu that I rented a car just so I could park right in front of somebody's house. I got pretty excited when a real live Vanuatuan came out. Just when I thought he was going to start shouting, though, he just smiled and hugged me. I pushed him away, then I pointed at my car, and then at his house. He just laughed and invited me in to taste some coconut crab his family was cooking up. And it was delicious! Can you imagine how frustrating this was for me?!?!

Thank goodness I'm back in Alameda now. I could feel the bitterness starting to flow through my veins again as soon as I got my first glimpse of those Zeppelin mooring masts on top of the new parking garage as they came into view over the horizon. Yes, I am tanned, rested, and ready to dive back into the unspeakable muck of Alameda's dirty politics and the everyday annoyance of so-called traffic calming doohickeys and oh, so many things to complain about!

Sincerely annoyed,
Former City Council Candidate

Friday, February 8, 2008

Developer Drooling Dream Team, the Planning Board Is, Yes!

Editor,

What's wrong with this picture? All of the Mayor's appointed Planning Board Members are on record as wanting to dump Measure Acorn. We have them all on tape, but the tape is so shocking we're not showing it to anybody. You'll have to trust us on this one.

Anyway, this so-called Planning Board insists on oak, walnut and fetid buckeye trees in every project, then complains about "nutty" developments and blames Measure Acorn for what they approved. Everyone knows that those Evil Developers are in league with the Squirrels. Housing, in the middle of nowhere, all nut trees and open fields, no demands on the Evil Developer for creative designs and suddenly the place is overrun by Squirrels playing "bingo," and its their number one poster child example of why we should get rid of Measure Acorn.

Back in my day many award winning and soon to be award winning projects such as Curmudgeon Estates and Grump Landing, which as you well know is the home of Alameda Daily Noose World Headquarters, were developed in compliance with Measure Acorn, not a Squirrel in sight; look at them and see what a good Planning Board can accomplish.

There is a vacancy on the Planning Board and avowed anti-Measure Acorn opponent John…Knox…White has applied. If the Mayor nominates him, Alameda will have its first ever 100% anti-Measure Acorn Planning Board. Alameda has an Evil Developer drooling dream team on the Planning Board composed of high tree density advocates, with a nutty taste in their mouths, who never question Evil Developers assertions of what they must build to appease their secret allies the Squirrels.

Bottom line, Planning Board is appointed and cannot be recalled. Mayor and City Council appoint them; remove them and set a policy of "The Buckeye Stops There".

Janice Lighter-Merv

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Protesters Battling "Uninvited and Unwelcome Intruder" Demand Reserved Parking Spaces

Editor,

All Right-Thinking Alamedans know that the hideous parking garage attached to the Super-Mega-Monster-Plex That Everyone Hates is not welcome in our city. It is an uninvited and unwelcome intruder, and we encourage all people to avoid parking in it, and applaud residents and organizations such as Code Grump, that may volunteer to impede, passively or actively, by nonviolent means, the use of any parking garage located in the City of Alameda.

As one of the founding members of the Code Grump, I plan to chain myself to the entrance to prevent anyone from using that monstrosity—which I know nobody will, because nobody goes to the movies or shops on Park St. anymore because there are too many people and too much traffic—but that's beside the point. This is about free speech, after all! The only problem with this plan is that there is no place to park right in front of the garage.

It is ridiculous that my right to protest is in jeopardy because of the short-sighted removal of parking spaces on Oak Street. I hereby demand that our corrupt Mayor and those incompetent boobs on the City Council take action to add parking in front of the garage, and reserve those spaces for Code Grump protesters like myself! I know the bumbling knuckle-draggers in the Public Works department aren't capable of putting up something as simple a "reserved parking" sign without someone drawing them a diagram first, so I have attached one for illustrative purposes.

Zaynie Glower
Subcomandante of Public Relations
Code Grump

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Election Roundup: Huckleberry Sweeps the Squirrel Belt!

In yesterday's Super-Duper Tuesday primary, Mike Huckleberry, the only presidential candidate endorsed by both the Alameda Daily Noose and Roger Grumbel, swept America's Squirrel Belt like a vengeful tornado through a Bushy-Tailed trailer park, taking the states of Arkansas, Georgia, and Tennessee, as well as Alabama and West Virginia.

The only puzzling thing about yesterday's results is that Mr. Hucklebee does not appear to have won any other states. The only possible explanation is fraud, and the Alameda Daily Noose and I imagine there have been widespread reports of voting irregularities: voting machine wiring that was mysteriously chewed through, bushy tails protruding from ballot boxes, and voters subjected to loud, mocking chit-chit-chitting or even pelted with acorns outside the polling places. The only explanation is that Squirrel-hugging traitors John McCain and Mitt Romney formed a secret Sciurine Alliance in an attempt to defeat Mr. Huxtable through fraud and deception, and to split the ill-gotten votes between them. Shame!

Of course, the other puzzling thing about Super-Duper Tuesday is the complete lack of information about the vice-presidential race, in which the Alameda Daily Noose and I urged a vote for Heidi Wilson. We were having some flashbacks to our Civics class at Alameda High School, something about the vice-president not being chosen in the primaries, but we are going to chalk this up to a Sciurine mind-control tactic of implanting false memories. Clearly, the other major news media are buckling under pressure from Big Squirrel and are covering up the story of Miss Wilson's triumph. Shame!

Oh, and there was also something about some lady named Clinton and some guy named Obama. The Alameda Daily Noose and I have no idea what all that was about.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Show the Squirrels Who's Boss: VOTE!

The Alameda Daily Noose and I will not be publishing a Tuesday edition this week, because we are too busy keeping our fingers crossed for Mike Hucklebee to win the Presidential primary. His uniquely tough stance on Squirrels makes Mr. Huckleberry the candidate for all right-thinking Alamedans.

Although our main occupation today will be waiting impatiently for the election results to confirm that Mike Huxtable is the winner we know he is, we also anticipate the satisfaction of seeing the casino propositions fail. We're not entirely sure what those propositions would accomplish, but we generally don't like casinos. Mrs. Grumbel likes to go to casinos, but we can't understand what compels her to get on that tour bus every week and go sit around in some smoky place that is probably full of reckless thrill-seekers risking everything they have on the chance of catching Lady Luck's eye. Alameda is much more interesting.

We know it will be hard for our loyal readers to get through the day without any scoops or investigative journalism in the classic sense, but you will just have to be strong until we return on Wednesday. Meanwhile, be sure that when you cast your ballot for Mike Huckleberry that you also write in Heidi Wilson for Vice President. Miss Wilson has not yet contacted the Alameda Daily Noose and me to let us know whether or not she has accepted our impassioned plea for her to enter the race, but your vote can only help convince her if she has not decided to run yet.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Family Rescued After Three-Day Ordeal in Super-Mega-Monster Safeway That Everyone Hates

The Alameda Daily Noose and I have never been inside the store ourselves, but we happened to be parking in front of the new Super-Mega-Monster Safeway That Everyone Hates on Saturday, when it became the scene of a daring search-and-rescue operation.

According to authorities, it all began last Friday evening, when Dave and Nancy Perdu and their two children, Sierra and Dakota, embarked on what they thought would be a simple trip to the grocery store. Unaccustomed to the massive scale of the Super-Mega-Monster Safeway That Everyone Hates, the family took a wrong turn in the bakery section and found themselves traveling down a deserted aisle, surrounded on all sides by a harsh landscape of frozen foods. Before they could turn back, their cart developed a severe case of "wobbly wheel" and crashed into the Totino's Pizza case, leaving the family stranded.

The Perdu family tried to call 911, but they were deep in one of the remote areas of the Super-Mega-Monster Safeway That Everyone Hates that are still without cell phone coverage. As darkness fell, they spent a Thursday night huddled around the cart for warmth, hoping to be spotted by a passing shopper.

As Friday passed without any sign of help, the situation grew desperate. Knowing that his family would soon exhaust the last of the meager provisions in their cart, Mr. Perdu decided he had no choice but to set out on his own in hope of reaching civilization before it was too late. Due to the enormous size and confusing layout of the store, he was soon out of earshot of his family.

Meanwhile, a friend who became concerned when Mrs. Perdu failed to show up for their regular Friday pinochle night alerted the authorities. As the exclusive Alameda Daily Noose photo above shows, a U.S. Marines search-and-rescue helicopter, a Red Cross medical van, and two trucks from the Safeway Grocery Emergency Response Team were the first to arrive on the scene. These heroes braved the impossible parking conditions outside the Super-Mega-Monster Safeway That Everyone Hates in order to position themselves for a full-scale search of the enormous store.

Unfortunately, rescue efforts were hindered by the fact that the store's ceiling was too low for safe operation of the rescue chopper. "If only it was ten or fifteen feet higher…the kids…" said Marine Aviator Jim Lederhals, visibly shaken, "If…if they don't make it, those pencil-necked bureaucrats on the Planning Board who approved this thing will have blood on their hands!"

With the helicopter hovering helplessly outside, the Grocery Emergency Response Team sent in its pack of bloodhounds. The dogs picked up a strong scent and wound their way through the labyrinth of aisles, but hopes were dashed when they dragged their exhausted handlers first to the butcher's counter, and then to the pet food aisle.

After a full day of fruitless searching, a stroke of luck came in the form of a young stockboy, Darryl Melton, who encountered a disoriented man, near collapse from dehydration, with his right foot stuck in a 2-1/2 gallon tub of Ben & Jerry's Dave Matthews Band Magic Brownies Encore Edition. Mr. Melton was able to call for help on his high-powered Safeway-issued walkie-talkie, and the rescue teams then traced the trail of ice cream drips back until they could hear the sobs of the Perdu children still waiting with their mother by their stricken shopping cart.

Following a tearful reunion in the Red Cross van in the parking lot late Sunday, the Perdu family was airlifted to Alameda hospital, where they were treated for dehydration, frostbite, and post-traumatic shopping syndrome. Doctors expect all of the family members to make a full recovery.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Convenient New Bicycle Parking Added on Park Street


We all know how pointless it is to install those so-called bike racks around town, because everybody drives cars. The Alameda Daily Noose and I have heard that some people ride bicycles for fun now and then, but what is one to do when hunger strikes during a purely recreational weekend bicycle jaunt? Now, there is an answer. Park Street business owners have started instituting convenient, lock-free bicycle parking areas right in front of stores that provide much-needed carbohydrates and other touring needs. Since no-one walks anywhere, it's a good thing that what was once wasted sidewalk space will be put to good use this summer. We are sure that Park Street will start removing those ugly bike racks as soon as this new system is well-established.