West Cliff/Beach walk

Hallo. Ich heisse Jack, und ich bin eine Schaefferhund. Ich arbeite bei dem Santa Cruz Polizei wo wir 'bad guys' fangen (nicht fressen, ha ha). Ich bin sehr klug, und in meine Freizeit mache ich gern Sport, fernsehen, tanzen, und futtern.

Here, some volunteers were assembled to show that the dog could pick out the person that the officer told him was the bad guy, so that bystanders aren't at risk. Hopefully he doesn't just focus on people wearing carhartt type pants.

This seemed to be an antiabortion fundraiser

This cultural-economic topography of this area of Santa Cruz is sort of interesting. Coming off highway 17, the roads pretty much lead visitors to the Beach Hill area and into this parking lot. The one-way street configuration also leads you right back out to the freeway, and it's difficult to get to the west side of town or Pacific avenue unless you have a map. It wouldn't be obvious at first how very quickly the lines between highly expensive, upscale neighborhood transitions to poverty. For instance, I would argue that the NW side of the hill with more expensive motels is totally different from the poor 'beach flats' neighborhood, which is really a 4x4 block area. River flats on the other side of the river is a bit larger (I once spotted a 340 sq ft studio cottage on sale in River flats for $425,000 on craigslist, and sent it in to a blog about housing-inflation). So it's not even that cheap here, but just perhaps $100 cheaper in rent than anywhere else in town, so the only option for various hotel workers etc. If you pulled out a map and wanted to draw in the middle-class sections of town, that would be a difficult question. There are some houses that appear middle class in architecture but not by price definitions. The paper lists quite a lot of violent incidents in this very small area including quite a few murders, even though some other cities with a lot more theft or uniform poverty don't have murders, and the atmosphere on the street has never seemed threatening to me.

This is a privately funded project of an LAPD detective with the objective of encouraging teens not to drag race. They had a demo where they turned the modified corvette on, and he poured some nitro liquid in the front air thing coming out of the hood, and also turned a switch or lit something, and it was ear-shattering loud. There was a lot of exhaust that didn't smell like normal petroleum exhaust.