September 30, 2004
Lawn Abuse - L.A. Style
Take it away, Amy!
Posted by gpsutter at 4:30 AM
September 29, 2004
Squirrels Beware!
This sign is a reminder of a time when canny, literate squirrels ran wild on the East Side, tipping over Geranium pots and fornicating on electrical wires in an acorn crazed frenzy. Marty watched them with growing alarm and finally posted this warning.
Posted by gpsutter at 12:30 AM | Comments (1)
September 26, 2004
Coffee!
Posted by gpsutter at 8:45 PM
September 25, 2004
Rose's New Outfit
Here's Rose wearing her brand new outfit, getting ready to leave for a memorial mass for her brother-in-law, Bernie. She bought it at Kohl's and hemmed it yesterday. She's styling!
Posted by gpsutter at 8:04 AM
September 23, 2004
The Cinderella Pumpkin
Rouge Vif d'Estampes is a deep red-orange, flattened, heavily sutured pumpkin, the model for Cinderella's carriage, sometimes sold as the "Cinderella" pumpkin. Here's some on the vine in a mountain garden in Calabasas.
Posted by gpsutter at 8:51 PM
September 22, 2004
"It's So Cute!"
Yesterday's question was: Did Amy get a new jacket or a new car? The answer: Both.
She drove in her new jacket from L.A. to Valencia to pick up her new car...
and wore her 2004 Honda Insight home!
There was a little pop quiz, but she aced it, naturally.
Here's Amy with Gil Tutone, her car salesman knight who made her long journey both figuratively and literally possible. Check out Amy's blog for all the exciting details!
Posted by gpsutter at 7:03 PM | Comments (1)
September 21, 2004
New Jacket or New Car?
Did Amy get a new jacket or a new car? Answer: tomorrow!
Posted by gpsutter at 2:06 PM
September 20, 2004
Behead Parking Meters Not People
Posted by gpsutter at 1:28 PM
September 19, 2004
Billy Crystal is not My Mother's Son
Rose on the Emmys: "I don't know any of the shows. It's sickening. All they do is get up there and yack, yack, yack. And that Billy Crystal, you'd think they'd get a more handsome man as host."
Posted by gpsutter at 7:33 PM | Comments (1)
War Is Not the Answer:
But what's the Question?
Coming home from a free lunch the other day (Thanks, Matt) I saw these two bumper stickered cars which pretty much sum up the ying and yang of aggravation for me. Amy blogged the other day about her issue which is a two-fer. Mine is a one-fer. Ok, this first guy like a lot of other well intentioned but short sighted people who don't watch enough Jeopardy, says: "War is not the answer." So what's the question? If it's "what's the best way to bomb the fuck out of innocent people?" then War IS the answer. I'm confused.
Then there's this other guy, driving an old Beetle, slathered with bumper stickers giving me too much information about his politics and intellectual sex habits.
I think they should both stop annoying me.
Posted by gpsutter at 1:14 PM
September 18, 2004
Hookers Stand Here
I just take the pictures. Melrose and Edinburgh.
Posted by gpsutter at 6:47 PM
September 16, 2004
People of Earth
Greetings. Now how the fug do I get back to L.A.?
Posted by gpsutter at 7:22 PM
September 15, 2004
THEM! -- and a New Fridge
I don't know what the relationship is between buying a new refrigerator and giant ants but here is proof that I didn't just make it up. Many of the Fry's Electronics outlets have movie theme crap decorating their stores but the one in Burbank ranks highest in my book because of some Fifties Sci-Fi stuff from Them! and The Day the Earth Stood Still. Nothing comes close to the ants though.
Their Gort is cheesy and is holding a blonde instead of Patricia Neal. The jeep cut in half by a ray gun is OK, but then there's some who-gives-a-shit Star Wars stuff, but man, those ants. You could almost feel their mandibles around poor James Whitmore when he sacrificed himself for the two kids in the Los Angeles storm sewers where the giant ants were living at the time, and are still living til this day, (It's a massive cover-up out here.)
There are many reasons to shop at Fry's: cheap hard drives, potentiometers and a slew of whizbang shit you don't need. But it's the ants over the stoves and refrigerators that keep me coming back again and again.
Posted by gpsutter at 2:32 PM | Comments (1)
September 14, 2004
Little Red Books and the Must Read
In a bold move, the French Government has placed bins on the street of Paris for people to turn in copies of the Little Red Book, the writings of Chairman Mao. In return they get a copy of Jacques Chirac's speech, presenting the Insignia of Chevalier of the Legion of Honor to Steven Spielberg.
Meanwhile, in Turkmenistan, President Niyazov's has written a book called the Ruhnama which is a must read--you must read it, or else. He also renamed the months after himself and his mother. (At least he's nice to his mother.) Read more about how much fun it must be to live in Turkmenistan and its Prez, a guy Rose would call a"goofpot."
Posted by gpsutter at 5:26 PM | Comments (1)
September 13, 2004
A Dame with a Rod
I couldn't agree more, and I knit a mean pair of booties. That memorable quote comes from Out of the Past, the great film noir based on the Daniel Mainwaring novel, Build My Gallows High. This film put the noir in film noir. Even has a French director, Jacques Tourneur.
For more great quotes from the movie, click here.
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September 12, 2004
You Talking to Me?
Lucy wants to know.
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September 11, 2004
Crime Does Not Pay!
Come on in, Osama! Have a seat! No waiting! We are in the Oklahoma State Penetentiary at McAlester, Oklahoma in their little museum run ably by John East. This is Ole Sparky, the electric chair. (They call it that in every state that has one.) Last used in 1966 but we could fire it up for you with a few car batteries.
Here is the breakdon of poor bastards who sat down.
Here's Elmore and John East checking out The Chair.
Posted by gpsutter at 9:45 PM
September 10, 2004
Ain't it Darling?
I don't use that expression often but I know a redhead who does. If she'd a seen this little baby Vespa Car on the sidewalk across the street from the new Weho Target Mall, she'd a said...Darling!
Big Ass Motors, 1022 North La Brea, West Hollywood sells a lotta cool shit including Vespa cars. You heard me. Vespa didn't just make scooters, they made cars. Here's the story about a 1957 Vespa 400 Microcar. Check out Bruce Weiner's Microcar Museum. for way more. Lots of fun.
This is a 1958 Vespa 400 with a two stroke 400cc engine producing fourteen horsepower. The guy at Big Ass told me that Volkswagen was bemused by the Vespa Car and threatened to start making scooters if Vespa didn't stop making cars.
This little baby is not meant for the streets of Los Angeles. It's engine is irreplaceable. It can go 55 but would end being absorbed by some Hummer in Beverly Hills. But at $15,000, it's cheaper than a Honda Insight and gets better mileage. It's also an early gas/rubber band hybrid. Major street cred at the Urth Cafe.
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September 9, 2004
Caught Red-Handed
Find out the identity of these hands and why they are taking a picture of a wine bottle. Could be some kinda French plot.
Posted by gpsutter at 5:46 AM
September 8, 2004
If One Person Thinks This is Funny....
I've done my job.
Under a purple sky, Venice California. Since there is no sky until noon, I took the liberty of coloring one in. This bastion of tolerance and creative people, where you can grow your fingernails as long as you want and leave your shopping basket in the middle of the street at two in the morning, has taken a huge step backwards by enacting these culturally fascist city ordinances. If I want to listen to the Sound of Music or Threnody For The Victims Of Hiroshima For 52 Stringed Instruments, I'm gonna.
Help me protest this dreadful decision. Pick up your violin and meet me on Abbot Kinney and California, the second Tuesday of next week. We will gather in the street outside of Abbot's Habit and play the Threnody. When the cops come, we will will smash our violins, Who style. If a cop's head gets in the way, tough. Not sure if Julie or Krzystof will be there. Jim will not be there. He's still dead.
Posted by gpsutter at 5:03 PM
September 7, 2004
Temple for Sale
Elmore used this place in his story, Fire in the Hole. (He moved it to Cincinnati.) The original is on the East Side of Detroit and it's for sale. Think I'll buy it. I'll call it "Temple of the Totally Cool Gregg the Egg." How about it? Any backers or potential congreggators?
Posted by gpsutter at 10:48 PM
The Leonard Olympics
Lining up for the Diving Competion at the Leonard Olympics.
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September 5, 2004
Welcome to Detroit - Is this Your Car?
This car was apparently torched on an otherwise peaceful Detroit street last night. Detroit Fire put it out at 2:30 AM. Slept through the whole thing. The investigation continues....
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September 4, 2004
Bacon!
When you have two seconds to blog and you don't know what to do, reach for the wonder food -- bacon. Make that jambon cru - French Bacon. Accept no substitutes. Oh-La-Oink
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September 2, 2004
Before Guantanamo and Abu Ghraib...
Pound had lived in Rapallo, Italy and was way pro-Fascist. He made anti-American speeches before and during the Second World War and was considered a war enemy. He hated Roosevelt, Jews, and thought the Americans were going to lose the war. Well, Uncle got their hands on him, put him in a cage, convicted him of treason, stuck him in a looney bin. Helluva deal!
Read Elmore Leonard's Pronto--Ezra's in it big time!
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September 1, 2004
Child Abuse Week
I did not doctor this, (Except the sky). This is why I like to have a proofreader.
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