Start your own ‘Zoot Suit’ riot
Coyote vs. my sizzling New York steak, southern fried chicken,
ribs, or sheep tacos. No contest!
Start your own ‘Zoot Suit’ riot
Coyote vs. my sizzling New York steak, southern fried chicken, ribs, or sheep tacos. No contest!
The nutty environmentalists crack me up. A little eco knowledge and Gore envy and they go out of their way to protect predators who would destroy our God-given American way of life: McDonald’s, Kentucky Fried Chicken, and sheep tacos on a stick, or as we affectionately called them in our household growing up, wooly bullies.
Just pray that the San Benito County Board of Supervisors don’t let the coyote lovers keep the ranchers from protecting their livestock and our sustenance deigned by God in the Bible and Julia Childs with any means necessary. The day the coyote tastes as good as a three-inch thick sizzling steak on the backyard barbecue then I just might change my mind. Plus in San Benito County you don’t have to shoot the coyotes. Just send deputies over with blanks to pull the trigger and the Coyotes, like humans, will die of a heart attack. Aye chee waa waa.
San Benito County Sheriff Curtis Hill has always been a rather handsome man except when his mustache was shaved in such a manner it reminded us of Charlie Chaplin or worse yet, Adolph, and I don’t mean the tenderizer. His latest mug shot in the Fifty Cent Lance gives him a movie star or author look. Hill could easily write a great book with all the unbelievable events that have happened on his beat including the deputy’s miracle bullets that cause victims to die of heart attacks before the bullets hit them. And I loved Hill’s wit when he summed up the motorcycle rally with “What it comes down to, to a certain extent, was a bunch of old cops watching a bunch of old bikers.” I laughed so hard I wet my Depends on that one.
Aurelia Bozzo has always been one of my favorite Hollister characters and that says something in a town that has more colorful people than West Hollywood. Loved that picture of her taken in 1938 on a motorcycle with her brother, David Rosati. If you didn’t know Aurelia you would be surprised that this quite refined looking lady would ask for a ride on a motorcycle during the last motorcycle rally. She had lots of offers and afterward said “I’m going to have a sore rear end, but it was most enjoyable.” Did I mention that Aurelia is 92 years old. Aye chee waa waa!
There is a lesson that the Aurelia Bozzos share with the rest of the world if it were not too damned hard to learn. Instead of hiding in your home for the annual motorcycle event get off your dead butt and try to get into the spirit. Volunteer at one of the charity booths, stroll and look at the beauty of the cycles, enjoy a soft drink, a beer, ice cream cone or sheep tacos on a stick or join the bikini contest. Do anything that will be better than hunkering down in the house bitching all weekend.
Small ads do pay. Every week I love seeing Mike Ortiz’ mug on his bookkeeping and tax service ad. Unlike some, he doesn’t just advertise during tax season because he is smart enough to know his business success is about three things: location, location, and location. As his ad states, he’s in San Juan Bautista at 408 Fourth St. across the street from the ball park in San Juan Bautista. I was born across the street from the ball park in San Juan Bautista! After 69 hours of labor, Mommacita was so happy to hear “you’re out!”
Another great ad was that one in the Hollister Motorcycle Rally Event Program with Richard and Marilyn Ferreira with a picture of them during their flower child days. I believe I took that picture that year in San Francisco when we all wore flowers in our ears. Fun ad and the biggest attention getter, and isn’t that what ads are supposed to do? And the beauty of print ads is, unlike television ads that annoy you because they disrupt your television viewing, you can read newspaper ads at your leisure and have all the information including phone numbers whenever you need them. I don’t get paid enough by The Pinnacle to pimp for them, but I do appreciate quality in any venue.
Love the name for a hot dog place, The Weiner, and still champion.
Citizens of San Benito County are the luckiest people in the world and the envy of Broadway and Hollywood as you have “Zoot Suit.” “Zoot Suit” is quite possibly the best play ever written and you only have to drive a few minutes to San Juan Bautista! This is the play for thinking people and people who stopped thinking and voted for Ralph Nader. I only hope that the revival in San Juan Bautista will make its way back to Hollywood where it all started. The Ricardo Montalban Theater on Vine between Hollywood Boulevard and Sunset Boulevard would be the perfect turf for a masterpiece that leaves you happier than when you went in and gives you faith more than a visit to a church ever will. Bring your teens, your grandparents or complete strangers and to those of you in San Juan Bautista who still have your original Zoot Suits, and I know who you are because I lived there during the Zoot Suit craze, let them out a little and attend. And to those of you who have never attended a play, it’s like a movie except better; just like watching porn in a movie is no match for the real thing! Aye chee waa waa.
