Little Boxes, Little Boxes — or — Nancy Would Be Proud

In a report vaguely reminiscent of the current plotline on Weeds, the Sacramento Bee is reporting on a recent pot-den bust in a residential neighborhood in southern Sacramento, Elk Grove (I believe some LJ folks live near there). In the past 18 months, 21 houses were purchased on quiet residential streets with names like Tundra Swan Circle and Summer Glen Way. Nobody moved in, but every window was quickly sealed off. Neighbors were mystified, and some notified police. Why? They saw new neighbors that did not actually move in, but only visited briefly at odd hours, keeping their windows tightly covered and failing to put out trash cans week after week. Another tipoff: During the worst heat wave in Sacramento history, their air conditioners weren’t humming.

As a result, over the last two months, police raided each of the 21 homes, finding a total of 14,000 marijuana plants. Over the course of a year, those plants would have produced an estimated $56 million worth of pot. The Bee notes that these home farms are part of a drug operation of unprecedented scope and audacity, linking a crime syndicate with connections in San Francisco’s Chinatown to the suburban neighborhoods of Elk Grove and North Natomas. The half-million-dollar homes were gutted inside and secretly retrofitted with sophisticated gardening systems that required only occasional visits to keep the plants thriving. They were rewired to illicitly siphon electricity from the power grid. Most of the 21 homes were purchased with no money down — through loans and lines of credit, according to property and mortgage records. And 16 of the deals were arranged by one real estate agent with an office in Antioch. According to county records, there are 13 owners of record for the 21 properties; none of the property owners has been charged or even named as a suspect. The activity wasn’t limited to Sacramento County. Last month, police raided another 20 houses in Stockton, turning up 4,600 marijuana plants. Here’s the key line: DEA Agent Taylor said the syndicate likely was counting on apathetic neighbors in newer tracts with lots of turnover.

Of course, folks would have had a good idea of what to look for if they were watching Weeds, as the current plot involves a pot-house in a tract-house neighborhood. And they tell you that television isn’t educational. Next they’ll have you believing that reading LiveJournal doesn’t enhance your work skills.

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Well, we’re home… for now

We’re home again, basking in the glow of a delightful Basque dinner at Benjies. On top of the standard setup (french bread, salsa, vegetable soup, salad, marinated tomatoes, beans, pickled tongue), we split roast lamb and tri-tip…topped off with a creme brule for dessert. No real traffic to speak of until we hit Route 14. We were home by around 8:40 PM.

The day started with a delightful breakfast at Cafe Bernardos in Davis. In addition to ellipticcurve‘s sister, brother-in-law, and brother-in-law’s brother, satyrlovesong was able to join us. We had wonderful conversations and great food, and then we headed out to Route 99. Stopped for gas in Manteca (or was it Madera), and then (around 2:45 PM) hit the outlet malls in Tulare. Shopped for about an hour, and then headed off to Bakersfield and Basque food (see above).

All in all, this was a great trip, allowing us to meet a bunch of great people. The following is a photo taken Friday at the lunch:

First Row: jumbach, ellipticcurve, and Joel “Highwayman” W.
Second Row: klellingson, his wife and two children, Small & Feisty, gf_guruilla, and cahwyguy (me)
Back Row: Scott “Kurumi” O., barelyproper

Tomorrow is a vacation day to catch up on everything. Our next trip will be to Tucson AZ for ACSAC… on Saturday!

Note: This entry was originally posted on Observations Along The Road (on cahighways.org) as this entry by California Highway Guy. You may comment either here or there (where there are comment(s)).

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Well, we’re home… for now

We’re home again, basking in the glow of a delightful Basque dinner at Benjies. On top of the standard setup (french bread, salsa, vegetable soup, salad, marinated tomatoes, beans, pickled tongue), we split roast lamb and tri-tip…topped off with a creme brule for dessert. No real traffic to speak of until we hit Route 14. We were home by around 8:40 PM.

The day started with a delightful breakfast at Cafe Bernardos in Davis. In addition to ellipticcurve‘s sister, brother-in-law, and brother-in-law’s brother, satyrlovesong was able to join us. We had wonderful conversations and great food, and then we headed out to Route 99. Stopped for gas in Manteca (or was it Madera), and then (around 2:45 PM) hit the outlet malls in Tulare. Shopped for about an hour, and then headed off to Bakersfield and Basque food (see above).

All in all, this was a great trip, allowing us to meet a bunch of great people. The following is a photo taken Friday at the lunch:

First Row: jumbach, ellipticcurve, and Joel “Highwayman” W.
Second Row: klellingson, his wife and two children, Small & Feisty, gf_guruilla, and cahwyguy (me)
Back Row: Scott “Kurumi” O., barelyproper

Tomorrow is a vacation day to catch up on everything. Our next trip will be to Tucson AZ for ACSAC… on Saturday!

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Awww. A baby.

[Yet again I’m up before everyone. Thanks to the generosity of ellipticcurve‘s sister, I’m able to access LJ to catch up and post.]

Yesterday was a day of driving, friends, and more friends.

After a delighful morning breakfast with ellipticcurve‘s folks, we hit the road for Davis. Along the way, we stopped by to see mertuil, but T-day was too much for her, and she was unavailable. That’s the way life happens, and we understand. It was all part of the cosmic plan anyway, as we still ended up over 30 minutes late to lunch.

The trip from San Jose to Davis was… interesting. It was my first time on I-680, and it reminded me of CA 22. I say that because it is a route desparately in need of maintenance. The signage is old; it needs at least one more lane; it just isn’t built to support its current traffic. Once we hit Walnut Grove, shortly past CA 242, we hit traffic. Bad traffic. All the way bad from 4 mi. before the Benicia bridge to past the bridge. It cleared up, but we found it again when we hit I-80. Given the time by then was 12:30 and we had a 1:00 PM lunch date, we took ellipticcurve‘s advice and took CA 12 S to CA 113 N. Mind you, I was trying to make up time. Hint: Don’t try to make up time on CA 113: it doesn’t mix well with the rolling hills (although I did slow down for the S curves).

We made it to Davis by about 1:40 PM. The folks we were meeting for lunch (barelyproper, klellingson and his family, jumbach, Kurumi, and the Highwayman) had already started on their little nut cups (does anyone get that reference?), so we switched the birds and started on the Turkey Tandoori, as well as other yummis. It was a wonderful lunch, filled with some really interesting conversation. Afterwards, barelyproper, and klellingson and his family joined us in Davis for some shopping. We picked up some books and used CDs, but that was about it.

Evening was with Rabbi Sheryl, Mr. Lucky, and their 6-week old baby. Awww. Cute little boy. I did take a picture of ellipticcurve holding the baby. It was a wonderful vegan Shabbat dinner, and we just sat around and talked until both the Rabbi and the baby were tired, and then we all when to our respective homes (well, ellipticcurve‘s sister’s) and beds.

A wonderful post-T-day day. Today will be Dickens. I’ll be wearing a red denim shirt and a railroad watch on a leather fob.

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A Friend Is Moving North

Tonight, we had a delightful dinner with Rabbi Sheryl Nosan-Blank and her husband, Ari. We met Sheryl (pre-Ari) three years ago when she joined Temple Beth Torah, and she has become a very close family friend. We were there for her wedding last year; in fact, she got married under our Chuppah (Wedding Canopy). [A note of clarification: Instead of handing down a wedding dress, we made our own chuppah, to which we add the names of every couple married under it. We have six so far, with only one ending in divorce. That’s a pretty good record.]

Rabbi Nosan-Blank, alas, is leaving our fair community to join Temple Or Rishon in Orangevale California, up Sacramento way. Those folks who read this, are Jewish, and who live up that way: you’re getting a gem. We encourage you to visit her congregation after she arrives in July, and let her know that Daniel and Karen sent you.

We will miss her very much (although we have one more Shabbat service with her to attend). After she moves, we won’t see her again until she lets us know when the baby naming is (she’s due in late October).

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