I always wanted to propose a special property tax for parking lots.
It would be based on the number of levels. For instance a 4-story parking garage would pay less than a 2-story parking garage. The highest rate would be applied to a “single level” or surface parking space. And maybe a parking structure over a certain number of levels might pay no property tax at all.
Radical I’m sure. But until there is some economic incentive to stop bulldozing history we’ll continue to see an ever-expanding sea of asphalt.
Aficionados will recognize that sign as a longtime fixture of the soda fountain at the now defunct Steve’s Sundry.
Steve’s closed their doors for the final time Tuesday, December 31, 2013.
The dire warning above was intended for any unscrupulous patron that might have dared to peruse a periodical while seated. If you ever cared to read while sipping your malt it required two trips to the checkout line: Pay for your magazine; Return to the counter; Eat; Walk up front and pay for your food.
After several weeks of waiting- unnecessary waiting I might add- we finally got some good news.
The Oncotype Test on Jackie’s tumor came back with a low score of 17. In English that means the likelihood of a recurrence of breast cancer is low so she does not need to have chemotherapy. Continue reading No Chemo!
Saw a great concert last night- plus a wonderful hometown story that I just had to share:
Natalie Merchant played a unique gig with the Tulsa Symphony orchestra this weekend at the University of Tulsa’s Lorton Performance Center. This is a great venue for this type of performance- wonderful acoustics and literally “not a bad seat in the house.” In fact, we were sitting in the balcony and had a wonderful view!
She opened with a familiar 10,000 Maniacs tune, belting it out with that powerful voice that became a signature of the early days of “Alternative Rock.” The evening progressed through her 30-year musical career. Along the way she had high praise for our local orchestra and how fortunate Tulsa is to have such a treasure. After the intermission the orchestra was slimmed down and the music became a bit more intimate. So intimate she actually reprimanded someone in the audience, “Please stop filming me.”
The Heath brothers wrote a column for Fast Company magazine from 2007 to 2011. I found their articles insightful, clever and very often eye-opening. Their essays are sort of business advice with a mental exercise tossed in.
Turns out the best of these columns is available in an e-book called Myth of the Garage. From the best ways to spread great ideas to exposing the true cost of bad decisions- they’re all in there. It’s also absolutely free.