Eugene Ellis is a forty-nme-year-old San Diego lawyer specializing in defending drunk drivers. He recently agreed to speak with reporter Neal Matthews about the changing nature of drunk-driving enforcement Matthews: In the city of San …
Thursday, October 27
Thursday, October 20
The commercialization of surfing started out innocently enough. The way ex-world-champion surfer Mike Doyle recalls it, it began in the summer of 1966, with the Catalina Swimwear promo tour. Before the mid-Sixties, Catalina Swimwear had …
Dear Matthew Alice: I received some junk mail from a company that was giving away prizes in a contest. The official rules read, "Winners who are Canadian residents must correctly answer a mathematical skill-testing questions." …
A friend of mine from the East got a parking ticket back there for parking in a zone marked "No Parking 12 p.m. to 1 p.m." Thinking this meant noon to 1 p.m., she parked …
Dear Matthew Alice: Help! The annual invasion of the bumblebees is in full swing here. I know they don't bother most people, but I'm the type who freaks out, swinging a trashy novel at them …
Thursday, October 13
"My room, it’s eight-by-twelve at the most. I took a small room — sixty-five a week. There was a bed in it, a table, no chest of drawers, no closet. Not as large as a jail cell.”
L.A. is so spread out, you get used to long drives. It takes forty minutes to drive from the L.A. basin to the valley. We used to drive forty-five minutes to see friends in Pasadena.
Thursday, October 6
"I used to look at myself as the worker," he told me over coffee at a truck stop off Interstate 8 in La Mesa. “I was proud of being in the construction trades. When I …
Years pass, winters, Watergate. Five o’clock stubble shadows the jowls. I hear from my mother that the piano teacher had a “nervous breakdown.” We’re slow-dancing at the Elks Club to Frankie Valli’s “My Eyes Adored You.”