Author: CoolDMZ

"X-ray vision to see in between / Where's my kimono and my time machine?"

Partay?

Let’s hear from the people–where was the place to be on New Years’ Eve 2005? In my house, the place to be was the couch, where the main attraction was a good chunk of “Arrested Development” Season 2. I’m aware that there may have been other things going on outside my house, but did any of the town’s hottest parties have spicy club sauce? Well, probably.

Keyword fun

I just noticed somebody ran across The Sac Rag searching for the phrase “Eileen Javora boobs.” And just in case, they turned the “safe filter” off. Nice try, sicko, this is a family site. And in that regard, if Squirty Tip is in your family, we extend our best wishes.

The Katrina effect

Still not sure what to make of this flood season hullaballoo. At first it seemed a bit overblown–especially on the day when it didn’t rain a drop and yet all the news was doom and gloom. At one point, I kid you not, Dirk Verdoorn smirked and compared the situation to New Orleans pre-Katrina. Seriously. And I frequently see news anchors begging on-the-spot reporters for confirmation that we were indeed, all going to die, and getting little in response. As I returned on 12/31 from Home Depot shopping for equiment to fix my sump pump (there’s a flood on, didn’t you hear?) I was informed by my wife that Dann Shively was in LiveCopter 3 cruising around looking for trouble spots and reporting back that he couldn’t find any. The other night Grace Lee was in Rio Vista, which is apparently getting hit pretty hard, reporting from the high school which was acting as an emergency shelter for evacuees. Head count? One family.

But even the national news does seem to be indicating this is going to be bad. Things may indeed get worse before they magically get better, so I’m reserving most of my snark. But I’ve been through quite a few flood seasons (though I went to college in L.A. so I was always heading back down to 75-degree weather when the shit was starting to hit the fan) and my hunch right now is that we are having a normal Sacramento January, and that we are experiencing a Katrina effect on the news media. Any thoughts?

The water, she is rising

That SMiller guest post at Heckasac got me going like a three-chord Nar song. But I’m kickin it family style in the 820, so all I want to do is open a forum for discussion of the craziest local spots to watch the rivers rising. I nominate the Northgate offramp on 160, which, if you notice on your way back to midtown from returning that sweater at Sears, is almost completely covered.

Attack of the 120-year old outfield

There are enough A’s and Giants fans in Sacramento that they can be considered fair game for a post, right? That question was purely rhetorical. Here’s what prompted me to bring my beloved Gigantes de beisbol into the mix: In this offseason, after the failed experiment bringing 40 year old Moises Alou into the outfield with 42 year old Barry Bonds (no, I didn’t check), it would have been a mildly amusing joke to wonder aloud, “what’s next, bring in like Steve Finley or something?” Well… You gotta be freakin kidding me.

I’ll just come down there and show you…

An unnamed correspondent sent me the following instant-messaging conversation.

Sac_Chick: i called the old sac vistiors center 
    to ask about that store
river_city_dude: was i right?
Sac_Chick: i said i'm looking for a store there that 
    sells russian dolls
Sac_Chick: and she's like what?
Sac_Chick: what?
Sac_Chick: it sells what?

Continue reading “I’ll just come down there and show you…”

Pioneer spirit alive, well in Nevada County

A drug raid in Grass Valley on Tuesday turned up not just the expected smokable marijuana drug (I think the city council there mandates that you “grow your own”) but also a brand new drug the authorities had never heard of!

What they discovered was “2C-I,” a synthetic hallucinogen much like the drug LSD.

According to Sgt. Bill Evans of the Nevada County Sheriff’s Department, investigators at first thought they had found methamphetamine. The suspect told them it was 2C-I, and that he had found it on the Internet.

The internet, eh? They should shut that thing down.

Executio-riffic!

The headline of this story on CBS/UPN about the pending execution of Clarence Ray Allen, the oldest inmate on death row, is worth pointing out:

A.G.’s Office: Oldest Inmate Should Be Executed

If the attorney general continues this trend, this does not bode well for the next-oldest inmate, especially if he’s only in jail for a night after getting a little too tipsy and punching his brother-in-law at a Christmas party. Execute the sum’bitch! is apparently what Bill Lockyer would say.

Hasta la vista, stadium naming rights

Did you see the smackdown Gov. Schwarzenegger handed to the city council of his hometown of Graz? Local politicians in the Austrian city were planning to remove Arnold’s name from the city’s soccer stadium in protest of his refusal to grant clemency to executed multiple murderer Stanley “Tookie” Williams. (Austrians caring about the execution of minorities, now that’s progress baby!)

Well, if you’ve seen any of his movies, you know Arnold isn’t one to take that kind of whiny crap sitting down. So, just like his T-800 cyborg death machine character from “Terminator” would do, he fired off a letter {PDF} demanding that his name be removed from the stadium immediately and promising legal action to ensure that outcome. He then totally sent back the ring they gave him in a special ceremony in 1999. Instead of being all like, no Arnold, baby, you are our soulmate, you can’t dump me at Christmas, Graz appears to be taking this one right in the pooper. Nice work, Governor!