We’re famous even in Hollywood
Here in Hollywood, San Benito County is in the news due to the
spinach E. coli outbreak pin pointed to Paicines. You should hear
the local news readers pronunciation of Paicines. Can’t wait until
they have a reason to mention Tres Pinos. Aye chee waa waa!
We’re famous even in Hollywood
Here in Hollywood, San Benito County is in the news due to the spinach E. coli outbreak pin pointed to Paicines. You should hear the local news readers pronunciation of Paicines. Can’t wait until they have a reason to mention Tres Pinos. Aye chee waa waa!
Loved that reader who asked if in Hollywood the senior bargain matinee for movies is $9.50, what is the price for regular admission. At the Archlight Hollywood – Hollywood’s No. 1 movie venue – admission is $14.
We also have many theatres here featuring screenings that include alcohol service. Not really a new concept. I remember as a teen in Hollister smuggling in booze and that was in 1956. And unlike the Archlight, no premium service charge. But if you got caught you’d have hell to pay from the usher who was usually a classmate. They would want a couple of sips. Then you could smoke in the loge and upstairs at the State Theatre. Now if only churches would have a drinking and smoking section. Holy smoke!
When Herman Brix, my favorite Tarzan actor died a couple weeks ago at age 100 so did another of my favorite actors from “The Treasure of the Sierra Madre” and Joan Crawford’s husband in “Mildred Pierce.” Ironically Bruce Bennett was also 100 at his death and died at the exact day and time as Brix who was personally chosen by Edgar Rice Burroughs to play Tarzan. They were one and the same. Brix, an Olympic star turned actor, changed his name when he went after more sophisticated roles to Bruce Bennett.
Still my favorite name change was that of “King Solomon’s Mine” star, Stewart Granger. His real name was James Stewart.
Not so lucky Ferlin Husky?
And yes, Batman was arrested on Hollywood Boulevard last week. I have met him several times as he is a friend of the guy I have known since moving here five years ago. His friend is Chris who plays Superman in front of the Grauman’s Chinese Theatre. So why was Batman arrested? For wanting to go to the batroom. They are doing some road work on the boulevard and he tried to sneak into the port-a-potty but it is so very hard for a guy in a Batman costume to sneak into anything. The road workers insisted he leave. He refused and a cop was flagged down and Batman was taken away in cuffs. Holy Bat Guano!
Speaking of Bat Guano, my two favorite liberals, Charlie Sheen and Rosie O’Donnell, have bought into the conspiracy theory that the United States Government was responsible for the 911 attacks on the World Trade Center Twin Towers and the Pentagon. Why Charlie on a recent show when asked how he knew said “I have done exhaustive research.” Yes folks, I always turn to Charlie Sheen for my conspiracy theories just like I turn to that great scientific mind, Al Gore, for my global warming science. What science. Wow, until recently the scientific community said Pluto was a planet. Now, not so.
I remember my grandfather Al Valengoreo told us, by the light in our cave, about endangered species. He grunted and painted on the walls that if we continued to light fire with its smoke, we would soon choke off thousands of endangered species from the five-pecker horny toad to the dinosaurs. Grandpa Valengoreo was right. The end of the world came when thousands of species died including the dinosaurs. Luckily for me, the one-pecker horny toad still lives.
Loved that story about two new bars opening up in downtown Hollister. Just what Hollister needs, two new bars. One of the new owners was so excited that his bar will appeal to everyone and “nobody should feel uncomfortable here.” Then he mentions “You might have a group of lawyers at one table and bikers at the next.” And my sweet old grandmother would feel comfortable in a place like that? A place that serves lawyers?
I’m sure that the two much-needed bars in Hollister will be nice places. But I like the good old-fashioned honest bars that made no pretext about what a bar is all about. Just like the wine snob who only drinks sociably or the people who need 50 television screens and booths of fine Corinthian leather, enough to make Ricardo Montalban want to join the grand opening festivities.
As for me, I make no social pretense why I have a beer. To get a buzz! And give me a real bar like Johnny’s and Whiskey Creek in Hollister who don’t need excuses for you to get your buzz. An honest shot at an honest price, a beer with a head, and a friendly “Hi ya sweetie” from the bartender. Even if it is Moose.
And my final thought while not shaving. Hollister really needs two new bars, but what it really needs is more Mexican restaurants.
Aye chee waa waa!
