Yesterday, the Los Angeles City Council made plans to raise the city's minimum wage to $15/hr by 2020. This comes after a series of #FightFor15 protests, including a 15-day hunger strike in front of LA's City Hall.
I knew from the beginning that I wasn’t in love with the apartment. The living room space was nice in theory, but difficult to appreciate under its permanent cover of the other girls’ stuff and clutter. My bedroom was at the end of a long, narrow hallway, with one high, small north-facing window that provided dingy light in the mornings, and none at all by noon. There was no built-in storage, and the ancient stove ran cold, with one reliable burner and two that never worked at all. The backyard, which had seemed charmingly ramshackle when I first saw it on a nighttime tour, turned out to be brown and barren, and the front porch was filthy with years’ worth of dust and dog hair.
There was no mistaking this captured family of bloodsuckers. Erin and Ben definitely had bed bugs.
Both of us had elected to stay at a cheap-o Best Western rather than any of the ornate local resorts and that was an A+ decision I would totally make again. Budget hotels give you free wifi and free breakfast! Often, perversely, the more upscale ones do not.
This month "making it" in Los Angeles looks like this: David lost his gig and Ceda’s doing a lot of stand-up. They're navigating life changes together and separately and also discuss expenses for their cats (not in this column, in real life). Here are the highlights.
Where have you lived, Ana Ottman?
"So I know that I'm in the top 5 percent of earners. I know I do well. But then when I go to my kid's school, we're probably closer to the bottom 10 percent as far as wealth goes. So I feel really rich sometimes, and other times I feel like: why isn't that me?"
Southern California Public Radio station 89.3 KPCC is doing a project on the "rent crunch" in Los Angeles.
Where'd your last hundo go, Eric Spiegelman?