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Black Belt on Broadway
Follow up: Met Spike Lee at the performance. He was a jerk. The play was great. Go see it. I'm hoping with all the Tony's it was just nominated for (and it's favored to win a few), it will bring the play some new life. Talked to Stew's collaborator and partner in crime, Heidi (bassist). She's one of the nicest people on the planet.— June 8, 2008 11:33 p.m.
Party Crasher by Proxy
I always said, cup holders are the best thing about cars made now. My XKE doesn't have them, and I gotta balance the Big Gulp between my legs. Hey....I needed your typos in there. It makes me feel I have company ; - )— June 7, 2008 9:15 p.m.
We're Not in Kansas Anymore
Fred...I just posted what ya sent me, onto the Daily Crasher blog. I just hope I don't get a bunch of other people that want to do that. I know in the past, when I write about a club for a party that I've crashed, my voice mail fills up with other clubs that want me to write about them. They aren't even having parties, they just want the press.— June 5, 2008 9:51 p.m.
Bite-Sized
As someone that enjoyed the show Sex and the City, I will say...this movie was a big disappointment. So, even if you know the characters, you probably won't care for this film. The story is poor. And, do we need montages of her trying on clothes to a Morningwood song? And twice!?!?!?! My girlfriend tried to say "The movie was okay. It's like The Simpsons movie. They were both just like the show. What did people expect?" Well, I disagree. In each episode of the show, I laughed numerous times. In this two and a half hour movie, I laughed twice. I smiled a few more times. And, that isn't a good ratio.— June 4, 2008 8 p.m.
Collagen, Helium, and Butt Boozin'
Regarding the leather shoes...I can see a new Nike commercial now. They say "Just do it," as someone smothers ketchup on them and starts chewing away. I was in the Ould Sod on Adams Avenue one night. A hobo (thats so much nicer a word) came in. The bartender said they see him often. The guy was only wearing one shoe. The bartender said to him, "It looks like you lost a shoe." The hobo looked down. Then looked up. Then looked down again. After a few seconds of contemplating this, the hobo said "No. I didn't lose a shoe. I found one." He walked out into the night, with his new found Nike.— June 4, 2008 7:45 p.m.
Buy Me Some Peanuts & Cracker Jack
My bad on the misrepresentation. Adam Sandler talked about going to a baseball game with Nicholson, and how Nicholson brought him Cracker Jacks, and then made him look at the prize. When Sandler said it was just a sticker, Nicholson got mad at how lame the prizes are now, compared to when he was a kid. That is so bizarre and funny.— June 1, 2008 12:47 a.m.
Reader Party at the W
When I walked into the party, the woman at the table in front asked my name. She had a list that I could see was alphabetical. I said "Board." She then asked me if that was my first or last name. I said, "Fortunately, it's my last name."— June 1, 2008 12:45 a.m.
We're Not in Kansas Anymore
Fred...nice meeting ya the other night. I was inspired by your well written piece on the W party. So, I added one to my Daily Crasher blog. Enjoy.— May 29, 2008 11:30 p.m.
What’s in a Name?
Willie doesn't seem like such a bad guy. Jay, give the cat a break on the typos. You're going to have to join the Reader Typo Patrol, dude. I think most people, when promoting their shows, get frustrated by various things. And, if something comes off even slightly negative, things get ugly fast. I've written about parties, where I mention someones business. And, they are thrilled by it. Then, they have a customer that says something negative about the article, and the next day, I'm getting complaints from them. You can never make people happy. So, as writers, we just try to do our job. I'm sure Willie is just chillin', with a smoke dangling from his mouth, and is enjoying all the banter. I think a funny solution to this, Jay, would be for you to do an OVERHEARD IN SAN DIEGO, in which you show Willie selling tickets to shows at various venues, with fans saying "The Sugarhill Gang? Do they do that rap where they say the chicken tastes like wood?"— May 29, 2008 3:28 p.m.
SDReader.com Launch Party -- 05/28/08 at W San Diego
Wow, I didn't even know our website had a link to the party. Weird. I'm not sure why we didn't have little pop ups the week before, talking about the party. Other websites do that. Hey Barb, I saw your news segment. It was great. It was nice to see you brought that newscaster along with you. She was easy on the eyes. But, you told me your papa was there. I looked everywhere for him, never saw him. I'm bummed. Fred...very nice write up. You're gonna put me out of a job! Even though it's obvious you were just joking about me shooting up, just to clarify, I only "shoot up" when I play basketball. If you ever see me at a party, with a belt around my arm...well, that's just...uh, the style. All the kids are wearing their belts that way (they sure don't use them to keep up their pants). And Fred.....you were a lot shorter then I imagined!!!!— May 29, 2008 3:20 p.m.