The end has come. After some 35 years of repairing Santa Monicans' shoes, jackets and anything leather, and telling long wonderful stories in his Michoacán accent as thick as
BOWIE IS DEAD AND KEITH RICHARD'S STILL ALIVE
— so much for clean living. (With a nod to cartoonist Harry Bliss.)
Next Monday, at the Roxy in Hollyweird: big
WEIGHING IN: GREEN, GREEN ANYWHERE?
I haven't quite gotten through the entire final report online of the Santa Monica Civic Working Group, who worked hard, nearly two years
I, along with at least 1,000 other aspiring comedy writers, unfortunately did NOT get to write for the remarkably popular "Seinfeld" TV series on NBC from 1989
