Refreshing Friday.

A lovely Friday in Ann Arbor, it was. Who said liberals don’t know how to run anything? The tax rate there is approximately the same as it is in this Republican stronghold, and every time I go over there the place is running like a Swiss watch. I rolled in off the freeway, parked in a high school field, climbed aboard a city bus (which, its signage helpfully informs, runs on combination biodiesel/hybrid technology), and was carried to the downtown art fairs in minutes. I’d like to tell you I spent the day absorbing the hundreds and hundreds of booths in the fine, sunny weather, featuring artists in every imaginable medium, but the truth is, I pretty much went straight to a bar and spent a couple hours there, drinking Bell’s Oberon.

I didn’t drive an hour just to drink alone. My buddy Rob Daumeyer, drove all the way from Cincinnati. Rob is one of those people who’s always telling you how stupid he is, how slow-witted, how thick and dull and sludgy between the ears. I guess that way, when he says something really funny, which he does about once every 80 seconds or so, you think, “He’s pretty funny for a moron,” and then he can steal your wallet. Or something. Needless to say, he is no dummy. Rob was my companion during our wonderful year in Ann Arbor, ’03-’04. He summed up the post-Fellowship experience thusly: “Everyone is so smart here. They’re always talking about literature and art and world affairs. Where I live, people say, ‘You ought to buy a boat,’ and that counts as sparkling conversation.” Maybe it was the Bell’s Oberon, or maybe the delivery, but that cracked me up. And so true — whenever I go to Ann Arbor by myself, I eavesdrop. One day in an Indian restaurant, I tuned my ears to three different tables, where the lunch conversations were: Hugo Chavez, monetary policy at the Fed, and the plight of Iraqi Kurds. No wonder no one there worries about their crabgrass.

Walking back to the bus stop, waiting for the third Bell’s to burn off, I bought a pair of earrings for Kate. I’m wearing them now. What the hell, she already has three times as many as I do.

Note that I have changed the book on the nightstand. Besides Hank’s “Tinsel,” I’ve added T.C. Boyle’s “The Women.” You’d think one of the country’s most respected novelists, writing for a respected publisher, could afford a decent copy editor, and yet, there it is, page 32:

And then someone said, “Here, here,” and they were all lifting glasses…

Groan. I see this mistake so often it makes my head hurt. And no, Danny, we haven’t had a DNA ruling yet — it’s “hear, hear,” not “here, here,” and if anyone wants to mix it up over this one, well bring it on. I’m right.

I bet they don’t make this mistake in Ann Arbor. Where everyone is so smart.

(Elsewhere in the same chapter, Boyle has a female character’s hair sweating under her “caftan.” I guess that’s possible — lots of caftans have hoods — but given that the same character appears later with her head wrapped in a towel, is it possible he meant “turban?” That mistake is almost beyond belief, but you never know.)

Well, just look where all our prowess with the language has gotten us: Every so often, when we’re watching HBO, a promo for “Hung” will come on. The announcer says, “Critics agree: ‘”Hung” is big, wicked fun…'” and Alan yells, THAT’S MY HEADLINE. It is. This is what we cling to, we language wizards.

Meanwhile not all is perfect over there in A2. Street fashion:

brastrap

She wore a 36C. I could read the size. My mother used to call visible bra straps “slovenly.” I think she got it right.

Maybe she was thinking of Huge Chavez.

Meanwhile, some tastycake bloggage today:

You know those makeshift memorials* left for Michael Jackson. A sizable one grew outside the Motown Museum after M.J. croaked, because if there’s one thing this city embraces like a squishy teddy bear left out in the rain, it’s craziness. You rarely know what becomes of them, but not in this case, because the whole shootin’ match was scooped up, loaded into two open-back limos, taken to the cemetery with a police escort, and buried under a headstone with a nice, tasteful, understated inscription that I think Joe Jackson would be proud of. In the only evidence I’ve seen that maybe someone in Detroit has two brain cells to rub together, the police now call the four-car escort “a mistake.” I’m speechless. Read all about it.

* “Makeshift Memorial” — still a great name for a band. Happy Monday, all.

Posted at 1:47 am in Current events, Detroit life |
 

71 responses to “Refreshing Friday.”

  1. Connie said on July 20, 2009 at 6:57 am

    Hear, hear. Then there is the right to bare arms. Really, I read that just the other day. And the topic was guns, not tanning. And the constant confusion between sight, site, cite. Also that amazing new word, Wallah! Used to make me laugh, but now seeing it makes me wince.

  2. Colleen said on July 20, 2009 at 7:30 am

    People really need to tow the line with language. They can’t be given free reign.

    I have a former boss who has a favorite phrase: “With malice of forethought”. Um yeah. No.

  3. John said on July 20, 2009 at 8:01 am

    Colleen, it’s “knead” or “kneed”, but definitely not “need”.

    I knew a girl once who called the aforementioned slovenly display by its initials, VBS (visible bra straps). Took me a while to figure out she wasn’t talking about Vacation Bible School, but then again, I was slower when I lived in the South!

  4. Connie said on July 20, 2009 at 8:19 am

    In an article I read the other day on SI.com the writer referred to the burrows of New York. He did not mean the subways.

  5. Dorothy said on July 20, 2009 at 8:58 am

    Speaking of needing a copy editor: over the weekend Mike picked up a copy of Saturday’s Mount Vernon NEWS. An advertisement begging people to subscribe showed the gifts you could earn for varying levels of subscriptions. For the biggie, a whole year’s subscription, the price was “a umbrella”. How can a newspaper DO that?! And not one person saw it and said “uh oh – gotta change this!”???

  6. Colleen said on July 20, 2009 at 9:06 am

    I forgot “right of passage” and “shoots” when they mean “chutes”. Saw that last one in the Columbus Dispatch.

  7. nancy said on July 20, 2009 at 9:09 am

    The “Blog” of “Unnecessary” Quotation Marks

  8. coozledad said on July 20, 2009 at 9:10 am

    It’s not so much the bra straps as the back boobs. I wish I could say for certain I’m not sporting a pair of them myself.

  9. Dorothy said on July 20, 2009 at 9:13 am

    Oh and how could I forget the real estate company here in town whose name always makes me want to scream?? “Real Estate Pro’s”

  10. Lex said on July 20, 2009 at 10:01 am

    [[My mother used to call visible bra straps “slovenly.” I think she got it right.
    Maybe she was thinking of Huge Chavez.]]

    Yeah, seeing Chavez’s man-bra on CNN International (apparently the FCC will fine you if you show it domestically) can certainly make you feel like you need a shower.

  11. coozledad said on July 20, 2009 at 10:02 am

    The best mangled language sign I’ve heard of is one advertising a dance studio’s “Spring Rectal”.

  12. moe99 said on July 20, 2009 at 10:13 am

    Well, a very long time ago (pre-1970)my Aunt Marg saved an advertisement from the Defiance Crescent News that was advertising a “Menstrual Show”

  13. 4dbirds said on July 20, 2009 at 10:29 am

    If language is ‘living’ then it will and must change. While I feel very slightly superior when someone misuses their/there/they’re, I think the who/whom thing can be thrown out as far as/so far as I’m concerned.

  14. Dorothy said on July 20, 2009 at 10:29 am

    Hey totally OT but may I give a shout out to my niece Janet??

    http://news.bookweb.org/6923.html

  15. brian stouder said on July 20, 2009 at 10:37 am

    Dorothy – very, very cool!

  16. Connie said on July 20, 2009 at 10:46 am

    Dorothy – very, very brave, when world class independent bookstores around the country have been shutting down.

  17. mark said on July 20, 2009 at 11:09 am

    Good luck to your niece, dorothy. I haven’t been to Athens, Ga., but it sounds like a good spot for what she is attempting.

    I visited Georgetown, D.C., last week, as I have done on occasion for the last thity years or so. Sad how few local stores, and especially bookstores, have survived the past few decades. A former facilities vp for Bannana Republic once told me of the great effort put into finding trendy, offbeat locations for new stores, and then the great discipline of closing the stores when the uniqueness of the area is sufficiently destroyed by the influx of chains that follow Bannana Republic.

    Her rule of thumb: When “Baby Gap” opens it’s past time to close.

  18. Lou Gravity said on July 20, 2009 at 11:15 am

    None of these comments phases me in the slightest.

  19. Connie said on July 20, 2009 at 11:34 am

    Nancy, Salon just today caught up with the shaved eyebrow trend. http://www.salon.com/mwt/broadsheet/feature/2009/07/20/eyebrow_bleaching/

  20. paddyo' said on July 20, 2009 at 11:46 am

    Being an apostrophe’d person, I tend to notice the many insults to that unappreciated punctuation mark, especially the misuses for plural purposes. I long ago stopped counting the mailbox and front-porch signs declaring this or that dwelling is the home of the families “Adam’s” or “Jone’s” or “Smith’s”

  21. Sue said on July 20, 2009 at 11:47 am

    I understand the Michael Jackson memorial butter sculpture planned for the Iowa State Fair has been canceled, too. How quickly we move on.

  22. ROgirl said on July 20, 2009 at 11:55 am

    Two people quoted in the MJ story are, um, priceless.

    One said, “I think I cried for him more than when some family members passed.” The other went on the record saying, “I am 21 years old and look at him as a role model. He shaped the lives of so many.”

  23. MarkH said on July 20, 2009 at 12:39 pm

    The apostrophe thing drives me crazy as well. A guy I know with a blog (lives in Obetz, Nancy’s brother’s ‘hood) insists on putting one in EVERY word ending in ‘s’. He’s threatening to publish a book compilation of his entries, and I hope he finds an editor. Wow, look at all my apostrophes…I think they’re correct, though.

    What really drives me nuts is lazy-asses using your, for you’re. Also, insure for ensure. There are so many others I can’t think of now. And can someone put a blazing sign somewhere declaring, “irregardless is not a word!!”

    One of the (few) things that stuck with me from my formal education, especially J-school, was the precision of language, spelling, punctuation. It’s also one of the many things I like about this blog, that it comes up on a regular basis with real students of language.

    And, moe…absolutely priceless.

  24. kayak woman said on July 20, 2009 at 1:08 pm

    I don’t know, if you hang around the planet A-squared long enough, you run into plenty of nincompoops. I’d like to think I’m not *quite* down at that level but you won’t find me sitting around a restaurant discussing Hugo Chavez. And I am sure I’ve probably said something like, “you ought to buy a boat” on one or two or three occasions.

    That said, Ann Arbor is a great place to live and raise children and although I completely avoid the art fairs these days, I love that we have them. Lends a certain festive atmosphere to the whole city. Cheers!

  25. Rana said on July 20, 2009 at 1:22 pm

    I’m alternating between twitching at all the typos and malapropisms and misspellings, and laughing.

    On the amusing end, students who confuse “insightful” with “inciteful” and mistype “definitely” as “defiantly” are quite common. It lends a certain aggressive tone to their prose that I’m pretty sure they did not intend.

  26. nancy said on July 20, 2009 at 1:29 pm

    Oh, A2 has its share of nincompoops, as do all places. My favorites were the dust-ups over ideology, i.e. Boycott the Food Coop Over its Israeli Oranges — Yes or No?, and the old lesbians across the street with their Howard Dean sign, who would laboriously shovel the snow back out into the street, so convinced were they that road salt would kill the grass on the park strip.

    I guess it’s just a question of what sort of nincompoop you prefer.

  27. MarkH said on July 20, 2009 at 1:30 pm

    Sue – a buddy of mine living in Des Moines says it’s going to be a butter Neil Armstrong now.

  28. Julie Robinson said on July 20, 2009 at 1:31 pm

    Around here you often hear ads for living room suits. Wonder if they include a vest or a second pair of pants?

  29. paddyo' said on July 20, 2009 at 1:31 pm

    MarkH – agreed on the apostroph’e, but I’d be remiss if I didn’t note one teensy thing in your post: the use of a forwards ‘ instead of a backwards ’ with the word ’hood. ’Course, it depends on the font as to whether you can see it as you write a comment here. It’s another of those ones that drive me crazy, like rock ‘n’ roll instead of rock ’n’ roll . . . but I’ll readily acknowledge that THAT one is wayyy off in the weeds for most of us.

  30. derwood said on July 20, 2009 at 1:35 pm

    “irregardless is not a word!!”

    ahhhh Mark! It’s a running joke in our quarterly all employee meetings to see how far into it our VP uses the word “irregardless”.

    The other favorite is “debottlenecking the pipeline”. Exactly how do you debottleneck?

    My grammer isn’t the best but I know when to use your, their, and ensure the correct way.

    So how does this crew feel about the comma before the “and” in a list? Drives my wife(journalism and communication background) crazy. We are required in our industry and internal style guide to always use the comma.

    That’s enough fun…have a great Monday!

    -daron

  31. paddyo' said on July 20, 2009 at 1:42 pm

    I like dropping the comma, a la 30-some years of newspapering, but now that I work for a federal government agency, I run across the extra comma all the time.
    Not to mention Capitalization of Damned Near Everything That Crosses My E-Mail or Desk.
    You’d think the Germans had won World War II or something.

  32. KLG said on July 20, 2009 at 1:49 pm

    Been to Ann Arbor. Lived in Athens for 22 years. There should be a good independent bookstore in downtown Athens. But Ann Arbor it isn’t, even if both communities are football crazy. Back in Georgia now, so I’ll look forward to visiting your store. Good luck, Janet!

  33. moe99 said on July 20, 2009 at 1:52 pm

    http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/badastronomy/2009/06/24/the-blue-and-the-green/

    fun optical illusion

  34. brian stouder said on July 20, 2009 at 2:15 pm

    They taught me, when listing items, that a comma before the concluding “and” was optional; use one or not.I think if grammar was really precise, arbitrary ‘style books’ would be unnecessary. Anyway, I greatly abuse exclamation points and paranthesis…but that’s ‘style’, eh? (!!)

  35. MichaelG said on July 20, 2009 at 2:15 pm

    I don’t get it. The whole thing past me by.

  36. Mindy said on July 20, 2009 at 2:23 pm

    I’ve got a wonderful little book called Anguished English that’s a collection of butchered words, phrases and headlines. The ones that come to mind – “Iraqi Head Seeks Arms”, “Grandmother of Eight Shoots Hole in One”, and “Hershey Bars Protest”. The best example happened to a kid in his freshman year in college. He wrote something like, “She tripped on the hem of her skirt, fell down a flight of stairs, and lay prostitute on the floor.” His professor wrote in the margin of his paper, “My dear sir, you simply must learn to differentiate between a fallen woman and one who has merely slipped.”

  37. Dexter said on July 20, 2009 at 2:30 pm

    You’d think coffee houses would be places of lively conversation, but in Ann Arbor most customers are texting or composing emails and staring into their phones even as they grasp for their lattes. The coffeehouse on State near Hoover is an exception.
    When the kid was at OSU, I dashed into that Starbucks that’s near the Horseshoe and said “hello, I’d like a cappuccino…” and the clerk made the hands-down sign telling me to quiet down, people are studying here! And as I glance around quickly, indeed there were icy stares…how fucking DARE this dinosaur invade our little island of “study” to come here and order coffee!
    I have only been in one Starbucks since, a friendly place in Charleston, SC.

  38. Dexter said on July 20, 2009 at 2:35 pm

    nance: Any late breaking news on the Ann Arbor News building sale?
    http://www.mlive.com/business/ann-arbor/index.ssf/2009/03/ann_arbor_news_building_will_b.html

  39. LAMary said on July 20, 2009 at 2:44 pm

    Today I got two emails from my supervisor. One told me that a co-worker’s father had past away and the other asked me if we had any liable candidates for an open job I’m working on filling.

  40. LAMary said on July 20, 2009 at 2:51 pm

    At least she’s not a wise Latina.

    http://jezebel.com/5318693/white-house-turns-to-head-off-more-regina-benjamin-rumors

  41. Dexter said on July 20, 2009 at 2:54 pm

    LAM: …looks like your supervisor has reached her/his level of incompetence.
    How people that damn stupid rise to any level of management is no longer a mystery to me, it is just the way it works.
    Condolences to Dad’s family…it’s a bitch to past away.

  42. whitebeard said on July 20, 2009 at 3:09 pm

    On bra straps showing, but what if there were no bra at all. Just saying. Horribly off-topic but I was just sent a joke that is priceless.
    Herewith: The coach had put together the perfect team for the
    Detroit Lions. The only thing that was missing was a good
    quarterback. He had scouted all the colleges and even the
    Canadian and European Leagues, but he couldn’t find a
    ringer who could ensure a Super Bowl win.

    Then one night while watching CNN he saw a war-zone
    scene in Afghanistan . In one corner of the background,
    he spotted a young Afghan Muslim soldier with a truly
    incredible arm. He threw a hand-grenade straight into
    a 15th story window 100 yards away.

    KABOOM!

    He threw another hand-grenade 75 yards away, right into a
    chimney.

    KABOOM!

    Then he threw another at a passing car going 90 mph.

    BULLS-EYE!

    “I’ve got to get this guy!” Coach said to himself. “He has
    the perfect arm!”

    So, he brings him to the States and teaches him the
    great game of football. And the Lions go on to win the
    Super Bowl. The young Afghan is hailed as the great
    hero of football, and when the coach asks him what
    he wants, all the young man wants is to call his mother.

    “Mom,” he says into the phone, “I just won the Super Bowl!”

    “I don’t want to talk to you, the old Muslim woman says.
    “You deserted us. You are not my son!”

    “I don’t think you understand, Mother,” the young man
    pleads “I’ve won the greatest sporting event in the world.
    I’m here among thousands of my adoring fans.”

    “No! Let me tell you!” his mother retorts. “At this very moment,
    there are gunshots all around us. The neighborhood is a pile
    of rubble. Your two brothers were beaten within an inch of
    their lives last week, and I have to keep your sister in the
    house so she doesn’t get raped!”

    The old lady pauses, and then tearfully says,

    “I will never forgive you for making us move to Detroit!”

  43. MarkH said on July 20, 2009 at 3:10 pm

    paddyo’ – see? SEE? What did I say about the students of language here?! You are correct, of course, and not teensy at all, in my book. But…wait a minute: your are correct again. As I look at my keyboard, I don’t see a choice between forward and backward, just the single quote mark and (shift)double quote mark. Is it just the font, or does it automatically come up in these things dependng on whether the venue (this blog format)senses that it is prior to, or just after the word? How did you get it to do that for the rock n roll entry? Only one font here that I can see. Let’s see how ‘this’ looks. EDIT: Does the computer know that there is one before and one after, and print correctly? How does one get the apostrophe to appear correctly (backwards) before the word?

    Daron, I hear ya. I brought ‘irregardless’ up because one of our VPs here does the same thing, every day.

    Ahh, details. Or, as my old mechanical drawing teacher used to say, “details seem like trifles, but trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle”. Something like that…

    Mindy’s post reminds me of a headline I saw years ago in a J-school lesson. A military fighter had crashed into a New Jersey McDonald’s where a children’s birthday celebration was in progress. Headline: “Jet kills 22”; kicker above: “Crashes kids’ party”.

  44. KLG said on July 20, 2009 at 3:21 pm

    Student’s study at Ohio state? Whilst drinking there latte’s!! Hoo new?

  45. Sue said on July 20, 2009 at 3:44 pm

    Any of you have trouble with words that deliberately misspell themselves? I type in ‘complaint’ perfectly of course and it comes out ‘compliant’ half the time. The odd thing is that it’s only about five words that do that to me consistently. Haunted keyboard, obviously.
    And I’m not fond of the British habit of adding “t” instead of “ed”. I don’t see it as often anymore, so maybe it’s fading out. ‘Spelt’ is a grain and ‘smelt’ is a fish, ok? It just looks so awkward.

  46. Hexdecimal said on July 20, 2009 at 3:47 pm

    Back in the day when I was a proctor at IPFW, my supervisor would remind me [almost daily] that “People who are taking a test were not to be refered as testis!” As in “Testis must use a number 2 pencil when taking the test.”

    That was a fun year…..

  47. Catherine said on July 20, 2009 at 3:47 pm

    How about pleaded vs. pled?

  48. MarkH said on July 20, 2009 at 3:56 pm

    And, capital punishment: hanged vs. hung?

  49. Deborah said on July 20, 2009 at 4:12 pm

    I read The Women, over the Christmas holidays I bought the book at a T.C. Boyle reading at the F.L. Wright designed Unity Temple in Oak Park. When I got the book signed it took forever because Boyle had a conversation with each and every person in line. He lives in a Wright designed house in California (I forget where). He teaches at USC, so it must be somewhere fairly near LA. I enjoyed the book but then, I’m a sucker for architects (married to one, work at a design firm). I also like gossip so those two interests work for the subject of the book.

    I perused the comments in this thread during a late lunch at the office, my colleagues all wanted to know why I was laughing so hard. “Spring Rectal” had me snorting salad out of my nose.

  50. nancy said on July 20, 2009 at 4:17 pm

    The book is fine so far, Deborah, but just as Wright was bugged by imperfections in building design, so am I bugged by those in language. Especially with a writer as exuberant as Boyle, it’s like getting all dressed up and having spinach in your teeth.

  51. 4dbirds said on July 20, 2009 at 4:20 pm

    I don’t understand. Shouldn’t everyone of a certain age get a spring rectal?

  52. Catherine said on July 20, 2009 at 4:28 pm

    Has anyone read Loving Frank *and* The Women? My book club read the first, and I’m not sure I need to read two books about FLW and his monumental ego. But I love TC Boyle — have probably said this here before, but The Tortilla Curtain is a great read and covers nearly everything you need to know to understand LA.

  53. coozledad said on July 20, 2009 at 5:30 pm

    Here’s an interesting architecture blog, reminiscent of NEST, but with a slightly wider perspective:
    http://blog.ounodesign.com/

  54. Deborah said on July 20, 2009 at 5:33 pm

    I read a biography about Wright ages ago, don’t remember the title or author. Have been to a lot of the Wright houses/buildings which I think are amazing. In my mind the guy really was a genius, but he does seem to have had quite the ego. Lots of architects have giant egos, believe me. I don’t know why that is, may have something to do with the scale of their work. They are often highly educated and it takes a long time on the job to learn how buildings are built. In a couple of weeks we are going to Finland to tour the work of Alvar Aalto, another architectural giant, who died penniless and alcoholic (that list is fairly long).

  55. Jean S said on July 20, 2009 at 5:48 pm

    and what about dived vs. dove?

    I see phased/fazed all the time….and dangit, there was a major blooper in the NYTimes recently and I’m forgetting it. Dang dang dang. Y’all would have appreciated it (yes, I know, that should be “all of y’all”).

  56. kayak woman said on July 20, 2009 at 6:27 pm

    “Oh, A2 has its share of nincompoops, as do all places.”

    I hope my earlier comment didn’t sound snarky. I was actually cracking up at your description of Ann Arborites.

    I think maybe those old Lesbians may be onto something. I do not shovel snow back into the street and my lawn is a disaster.

  57. Scout said on July 20, 2009 at 7:42 pm

    Some random thoughts:

    — I am getting a kick out of the formalization of the word lesbian with a capital L.

    — I could have sworn it is rock n’ roll.

    — One of my pet peeves is loose instead of lose.

    — Mindy, you totally crack me up.

    — Spring Rectal – snort – now that’s funny! Reminds me of one of the chain restaurants here in Phoenix that had a burned out letter G for years; nothing like a hearty steak dinner at the Black Anus.

  58. Dexter said on July 20, 2009 at 7:47 pm

    Ann Arbor also has Zingerman’s, especially nice when you carry non-specified upper limit AMEX Black. (I don’t.)
    If you only go twice a year, you never tire of Kerrytown.
    http://www.kerrytown.com/

  59. kayak woman said on July 20, 2009 at 8:33 pm

    Er, that capital L on lesbian was my typing error. I don’t go to Zingerman’s all that often, unless you count getting coffee at the Plum Market, which is walking distance from my west-side house. And I don’t ever tire of Kerrytown but I don’t get there all that often either. Old Tired Crabby Working Moom here. (insert smiley face)

  60. LAMary said on July 20, 2009 at 8:54 pm

    TC Boyle lives in Montecito. Oprah’s neighborhood.

  61. nancy said on July 20, 2009 at 8:58 pm

    I thought Santa Barbara. Are those two close?

  62. LAMary said on July 20, 2009 at 9:32 pm

    They are close. Montecito is south of Santa Barbara and is much more expensive. Santa Barbara is pretty pricey, so Montecito is way up there. The ex worked for the San Ysidro Ranch for about a year about 16 years ago. It’s a very lovely resort in Montecito, and as a perk, we could get a free room midweek if there was a vacancy. My older son was two or three then, and we would drive up the coast and stay in Forest Cottage, which they’ve since sold, and my son would ride a sweet little pony named Stormy to his heart’s content. Forest Cottage was as nice as it sounds, with a deck built out over a creek. With some minor prodding, I might tell you what very very famous person checked out right before we checked in one time. Like REALLY famous. I slept in the same bed he had slept in.

    http://www.sanysidroranch.com/

  63. nancy said on July 20, 2009 at 9:33 pm

    [Prod.] [Prod.]

  64. LAMary said on July 20, 2009 at 9:34 pm

    Mick fucking Jagger.

  65. nancy said on July 20, 2009 at 9:41 pm

    [Touches finger to tongue, then to Mary. Tsss.]

    That’s pretty impressive.

  66. LAMary said on July 20, 2009 at 9:46 pm

    I didn’t meet him though, and they had cleaned the place up so I can’t claim I got his shower drain backwash or anything.

  67. MichaelG said on July 20, 2009 at 10:15 pm

    Did you get clean sheets?

  68. LA mary said on July 20, 2009 at 10:51 pm

    I assume so.

  69. Dexter said on July 21, 2009 at 2:24 am

    MONTECITO MEMORIES from YouTube
    1) These folks would have made great passengers on The Titanic, and
    2) What better song selection than the one these drunks are wailing?
    3) These people are WAY to happy that their mansions are burning to cinders while they party along. Somebody was way over-insured.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZupQ8QitQ3c

  70. Dexter said on July 21, 2009 at 2:50 am

    cornholio set the fires…
    http://www.myteespot.com/images/Images_d/d_7208.jpg

  71. Cosmo Panzini said on July 21, 2009 at 3:54 am

    Yeah, I hate those ads for escorts who claim to be “discrete”.