Slaps for Selena’s killer
I slapped Selena’s killer! Last week I did what every Chicano
would kill to do, slap the killer of singer Selena. Why even Mickey
Luna, the queen of LULAC, might even re-think my Chicano
credentials.
Slaps for Selena’s killer
I slapped Selena’s killer! Last week I did what every Chicano would kill to do, slap the killer of singer Selena. Why even Mickey Luna, the queen of LULAC, might even re-think my Chicano credentials.
I was walking down Hollywood Boulevard and there she was Lupe Ontiveros, the actress who played Selena’s killer in the movie “Selena” starring Jennifer Lopez as Selena. I slapped her on the back and told her she was one of the truly great actresses of our time.
I love Lupe and wish she hadn’t been written off as the nasty mother-in-law in “Desperate Housewives.” Lupe was the only reason to ever watch that show. She said her next film is with Laurence Fishburne. I asked Lupe if she plays his love interest. She laughed, but I was serious. In person she is one beautiful, sexy woman. Aye chee waa waa.
Glad to see “Disturbia” the No. 1 box office hit two weeks in a row, as Shia LaBeouf is one hell of an actor. Wonder where you have seen him before? He is in one of the best fun films ever, “Holes.” What? You never heard of it? Well get ye to the video store and rent it! This is one of those rare movies that pleases all ages, except Alec (I hate war, except war on my 11-year-old) Baldwin. The novel by Louis Sachar is a fun read. My copy is signed by Angelina Jolie’s father, the Academy Award winner who stars in “Holes” as Mister Sir.
The first actor to play James Bond died last week. No, not Sean Connery, but Barry Nelson who played Bond in the 1954 live black and white television presentation of “Casino Royale.” I remember “Climax” the showcase for the likes of “Casino Royale,” but I didn’t care for this and the first time I didn’t get Peter Lorre, as he usually plays bad guys real good. Barry Nelson was always a good actor, but best known to younger audiences as the manager of the hotel in “The Shining” who shows Jack Nicholson the ropes and knives and hatchets.
Speaking of the Jackster, he was 70 on Sunday. Great cake, but even better, what popped out of it? Aye chee waa waa.
Hadn’t heard from her for a while, but she figured out my F mail number. The little old blue haired lady asks right up front, “Mr Venzykulu, are you gay?” That is one of the reasons I left Hollister. People just jump to conclusions. Oh sure you wear a dress three or four times a week and wear knee pads and whistle show tunes and people are so quick to judge.
But I did go to a Gay theatre with some Hollister High School chums back in 1957. We skipped and skipped school and cruised to San Jose to the Gay theatre. We saw a John Wayne western at the first run theatre with the name of Gay. Gay didn’t yet have the connotation it does now. On the other hand pilgrim, have you ever noticed the way John Wayne struts?
But, I do have to laugh at my fellow humans. Richard Gere, while in India recently, gives one of their female stars a kiss in public and there are riots in protest all over India. It is a sin to show public terms of affection. Kill someone, starving children everywhere while cows have the lay of the land, sell daughters into prostitution, murder adulterous wives but kiss someone in public. Aye chee waa waa.
When my friends drop by as I am typing on my old 1950 manual typewriter they always ask what kind of paper would buy my stuff. Buy? So I showed them last week’s Pinnacle, which I describe as an award winning investigative paper. So what’s on the front page? Half a page picture of a farmer with the caption “Paul Hain, a member of the farmers market, walked through his walnut orchard last spring”. Hard hitting stuff.
Tobacco kills. Local Hollywood legend tobacconist, Edward Kolpin who smoked cigars all day long with his customers, passed away last week. His most famous cigar smoking customer, George Burns, died at age 100. Ed died much younger. The famous cigar smoker and dealer was just 97.
Cordozar Calvin Broadus, a local felon, got yet another slap on the hand for using and selling marijuana and being in possession of a gun. People in Hollywood, and apparently judges, just love Cordozar Calvin Broadus. The times that I have seen him on Hollywood Boulevard I must admit I smile and give him the peace sign while shouting “Hey, Snoop Dogg”.
Why I don’t join organized religion reason number 69. The Catholic Church is just now re-thinking its stand on Limbo. Limbo is a place that babies who die before they are baptized go for eternity. Limbo is neither heaven nor hell.
Thought while not shaving this morning. Limbo is best explained as being forced to live in Gilroy all your life with a deputy sheriff and Councilman George Dias. Aye chee waa waa!
