I almost missed this one, but the bus didn’t.
“I came out and they’re screaming and yelling and then she said something about a bus in the bedroom. So, as I walk in the bedroom obviously the bus is inside our bedroom and I could see the bus driver and he asked, ‘Hey, is everybody OK?'” homeowner Joe Cusenza said.
I mean, “obviously”…it is what we do around here, right?
The Crocker Art Museum has a special exhibition starting tomorrow, “Without Words: The Sacramento Bee’s Most Powerful Photographs.” From the catalog:
Protests. Tragedy. Disaster. Despair. Each day in the pages of The Sacramento Bee are photos that tell a story few words can. Since the first photographic image appeared in 1898, The Bee’s photojournalists have taken our readers to the frontlines of the most important events that have shaped our history.
Commemorating the 150th anniversary of The Sacramento Bee, The Crocker Art Museum presents the photography that brings to life events seen through the lenses of The Bee’s award-winning photographers.
A collection of nearly 20 images will be on display in the Crocker Art Museum’s Ballroom. A highlight of the exhibition is Assassination Foiled taken by longtime Bee photojournalist Dick Schmidt, who captured the image of Lynette “Squeaky†Fromme after her failed 1975 assassination attempt on President Gerald Ford in Capitol Park.
You can hear Dick Schmidt (long-time friend of mine, by the way) being interviewed today at 2 p.m. on CPR’s show “Insight” (KXPR; FM 90.9). He’s a low-key, charming and funny man, so I’m guessing the interview will be a great one. The Crocker exhbition runs through March 21.
I don’t think we want to be in his shadow anymore…
San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom issued an apology Thursday following reports that he had an affair between his former assistant, the wife of his campaign manager, who resigned earlier this week.
Via NBC San Diego. An affair between? Please! Just the basic facts are enough!
Inspired by a recent post on Vanilla Garlic, I found myself hunting through the files for an old review I did of Zokku under the nom-de-plume of “Hungry G.” Hungry G, you see, was Russian immigrant who really knew how to party and was looking for a good time come hell or high water.  I did a few reviews written as Hungry G that were to be posted on a local party-goers website, but none were ever published. So here, in its entirety is Hungry G’s take on Zokku.
When I was a young, strapping, college-going lad, a wise fellow took me under his wing. He taught me how to dress, how to dance, and how to pick up chicks.
I remember one night at a club, when a limousine pulled up in front. My mentor grabbed me by the arm, and took me aside. I excused myself from the honey whose first four phone number digits I had just procured. He took me to the window and pointed to the car. A door opened, and about nine middle aged women, wearing clothes that their bodies could not cash, came flying out in a drunken hysteria, and piled into the club.
So I was sitting last night at dinner in a local family chain eatery, watching in horror as children as young as 5 were being left completely unsupervised in a crowded restaurant, planning a long rant recounting all the times I’ve seen this happen lately. And then I realized that I can’t say a darned thing.
Now that the dust as settled on last week’s MySpace debate, I figured we could take a few swings at this situation in Orangevale:
An Orangevale man is being fined $2,500 for flying five American flags on county streetlight poles.
The best part of this story is that the man being fined, Ed Andrews, took up a collection last summer in his neighborhood and raised $400 for the flags and brackets. Well done, Ed.
Now the lawyers are involved as well as the Sacramento County supervisors:
At an impromptu meeting on a neighbor’s driveway Wednesday evening, Sacramento County’s Director of Transportation Tom Zlotkowski explained that allowing American flags on light poles around Acer Way and Ortiz Court would mean any other flags could be put up.
Hmmm, I wonder about that, but, sure, OK.
“But yet people could go out and burn the flag if they wanted to, but yet we’re having a problem flying the flag and showing our patriotism,” said Michele Turner, whose future stepson is due back from Iraq in a few days.
There’s the issue, Sacramento. Where do you draw the line? If a gal has to pay to have repairs made to her sidewalk, why can’t folks fly old glory in their neighborhood?
The Sac Rag 