Judy Jetson skirt and my homeless friend...

I made my Judy Jetson skirt tonight for my auction tomorrow (and watch a public television documentary on Ronald Regan who I despised growing up - even as a kid Republican). I made a bunch of them for my teammates who are volunteering for the event and then I made one for myself - circles instead of stars - not quite as disk like.

There is a guy who sells the Real Change (like the Homeless Grapevine) at the corner of Denny and Rt. 99 - which is where I get off to go to work. Lara and I carpool these days between volunteering for Obama, work, derby, etc., I'm driving 1/2 the time (and I really do miss taking the bus) and drop her off sometimes on my way in. He's "our crazy guy". He's definitely mentally ill but sells the newspaper with such enthusiasm that I have to buy one (for $1). He's a super nice guy. He was gone for a week and I was worried about him. It turns out he had been beaten senseless, broken nose and jaw for all of his $500 that he had - his whole life savings. All of his money.

I recently told him about a bank program in Seattle that I had read about in the paper (http://www.everyoneiswelcome.org/) sponsored by the County to get people to put their money in the bank so that things like this don't happen. It's amazing how many people in Seattle (which is probably representative of the rest of the country) don't have bank accounts because of things like banks fees and issues with IDs. He said he would look into it. He said he had enough money to pay the fees for Bank of America (no - go thru the county). I really didn't realize how prohibitive banks were for a lot of people.

I'm glad he's ok.