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No Pictures, Dude
Seriously, Surf...she actually looks better in person, if you can believe that. And she's so nice. What's great about her is, she really doesn't feel comfortable with all that type of attention. Some of those people just relish it, which is kinda bizarre to me. It's one thing to enjoy the attention and being friendly about it. But it's this weird dynamic, since they're also charging $25 for an autograph! She also talked openly, if I recall, to someone about being pregnant while they were filming Grease. I Googled that later, because I wondered what her age was during the filming. And something online said it was a very complicated pregnancy. I forgot what exactly happened, but.... It was fun watching all this weird stuff with semi-famous people. One woman who was in One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest (she played the slutty gal that Nicholson smuggled into the hospital, who sleeps with stuttering Billy Bibbit). She's a singer, and was selling signed CDs. She saw me, and started freaking out. She insisted I was a famous actor. I kept telling her I wasn't, and she kept insisting I was. It was my 15 seconds of fame.— October 9, 2009 3:13 p.m.
Grumpy Gus Says -- I Dare You to Sue Me!
I was telling a racquetball partner about this in the sauna last night and he brought up a good idea. He said the Phillies should've said, "Really? You want the ball back because you want to tell your friends the story about it. Well, how about this. The player will do a show-and-tell with your class, at your school. You can stand up and tell the story, and point out the guy that actually hit his 200th home run." There was a movie a few months back called "Sugar". It was about minor league baseball, mainly dealing with players from the DOminican Republic. The movie was okay, but critics acted like it was the best sports movie since Rocky. It did have some great moments, and one was when the player gave the first home run ball...no wait, he was a pitcher. He gave some significant ball used in a game, to her. And he regretted doing it months later, when the girl wasn't interested. And it was looking like he might not ever have a milestone moment like that.— October 9, 2009 10:10 a.m.
Grumpy Gus Says -- I Dare You to Sue Me!
Well Bean, a friend of mine at racquetball tonight brought up a good point. The fact that she said "I dare you to taze me," and he did, means he got personally involved in the situation, when a cop has to be above that. Whereas, had the cop said "I'm going to taze you, not because you are daring me to. But because I'm asking you to comply with my orders, and you're not doing so. So...I'll ask you again." At that point, he can ask her again and if she doesn't comply IMMEDIATELY, give her a jolt.— October 9, 2009 1:16 a.m.
The Last Trick
That's funny, surf. But, to keep the funny going, and serious stuff aside... What if a john is talking to a prostitute. They agree to have sex for money. But after 45 minutes, the prostitute is wondering why it's not over yet. Can you renegotiate the price? There are so many questions about how this transaction works, I'd love to hear all the fine print that nobody ever reads!— October 8, 2009 11:54 a.m.
Paul Blart: Mall Cop
This is the perfect movie to get horrible reviews. I never saw it, but I had the fun of laughing every time the commercial came on and I saw him on the Segway, with his goofy mustache and serious facial expression.— October 8, 2009 11:50 a.m.
The Bridges of Madison County
This movie was okay, but not great. It had some interesting things you don't normally see in a story about people having affairs, one being that Meryl Streep doesn't have a heel for a husband. She's just a bit older, a bit bored, and Eastwood is new and exciting. But it goes along, with not all that much happening, and us not being all that interested in either character. They have their moments, but are hardly as interesting as say...the Streisand/Nolte characters in Prince of Tides, who have a brief affair. And the ending, where Streep is at a stoplight and has to decide what to do...is just so corny and goofball, it almost kills all the interesting adult situations that were presented to us earlier.— October 8, 2009 11:48 a.m.
No Pictures, Dude
Here's a link with a few pictures, from the story last week: http://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/2009/sep/30/cr… They have these conventions every few months, at the Marriott near the airport in L.A.— October 8, 2009 9:43 a.m.
Generation Gap
I'm all for having the significant other watch things from childhood. But it's up to the person to pick stuff that's watchable! I sometimes show my girlfriend movies I saw as a kid that I thought were cool, like My Bodyguard. Or a TV series like Taxi, White Shadow, and the one you mentioned, WKRP. Sure, a scene or two might not hold up, but for the most part, they still worked. I'd never subject someone to Three's Company, Married With Children, or Gilligans Island -- perhaps the three worst shows in TV history.— October 8, 2009 12:58 a.m.
The Last Trick
That sounds so Bill Hicks, rickey. Funny. I have to assume (and Pete, don't get any ideas), if you don't pay a prostitute, she wouldn't have any recourse, as you were involved in an illegal activity. So, let's just assume the cops are called. And the woman explained the situation to the cop. The guy could say "Gee officer, I thought she was kidding about that whole money thing." And what does he do at that point?— October 8, 2009 12:54 a.m.
Don't Box Me In -- Kids and Animals Do the Darndest Things
Well, kids that age are a little young to be reamed out. It's kind of like these adults the past month who have gotten into trouble for spanking 2-year-old babies. I have no problem with spanking, but not at that age. My mom tells this story about my real dad, who when he was alive, was a real dope. I was 1 and my older brother was 3. He was supposed to be watching us, and she had gone to the store. She then pulled into a gas station, and there's my dad putting gas into his motorcycle. She screamed, "Who is watching the babies, you idiot!??" He shrugged his shoulders sheepishly, saying that we were both sleeping and would be fine. She immediately came home, and didn't do the shopping she wanted to do.— October 8, 2009 12:52 a.m.