It’s political campaign season again, and President Obama, the Great Campaigner, is back in front of us making even more promises. As other columnists have pointed out, he’s back on television campaigning for change, but this time it will be different.
“I know all about using condoms,” says Joey from Jersey. He’s 18, and that’s what he thinks he needs to know about sex. I can’t fault him — it’s no worse than most of my clients.
My children often ask: Why is history so important? For which I regularly answer — because the past is rich with information and lessons. From about AD 800 to 1300 the Earth underwent a slight warming period dubbed “The Medieval Warm Period.
The ruckus began after members of Santa Monicans for Renters’ Rights gathered for their annual convention to endorse candidates for local races this November.
A year from now, most people will have no idea who Stephen Slater is. However, today he’s a hero to thousands of people. He’s the JetBlue flight attendant who lost his temper, quit his job while on duty, grabbed some beer, activated the emergency chute, and slid to fame.
Q: I often ride my bike to and from work in Santa Monica. I know it is illegal to ride on the sidewalk but I often ride in the street against the flow of traffic so I can see the cars driving toward me.
When Santa Monica City Council members passed a ban on doing business with Arizona companies because of that state’s controversial anti-immigration law, SB 1070, little did they know they were about to see a proposed $3 million contract on the agenda with Cavco Industries, Inc.
We recently spent an inspiring evening at the 18th Street Arts Center, a home to an eclectic collection of artists experimenting with various mediums to produce thought-provoking social commentary and aesthetically soothing works.
When I watch the news, it often seems like the world has gone mad. An example is Steven Slater, the Jet Blue flight attendant who, when miffed by a rude passenger, got on the plane’s PA system and dropped a string of F-bombs.
I enjoyed being raised in the suburbs, but lately I’ve been thinking I might be a wee better off today had I been raised on a farm, or in a lumberyard.
Dear New Shrink, My company restricts the number of vacation days one can accrue so this summer I finally planned a month-long getaway to use up vacation time that I was about to lose.
Whole lotta screamin’ goin’ on, and it isn’t coming from the audience. In fact, the audience becomes quieter and quieter as the evening wears on. Not a good sign for what is supposed to be a rip-roaring comedy.
