So the baseball season has been saved,...

So the baseball season has been saved, much to the relief of the Dodgers’ season peanut-holders.

“About a dozen business people prepay me $2 worth a game for peanuts,” explained celebrity vendor Roger (The Peanut Man) Owens. “Then I always make sure to throw to whoever’s sitting in their seats.”

Owens, whose behind-the-back tosses have won him a scroll from the L.A. City Council as well as two guest spots on the Johnny Carson show during his 32-year-career, wasn’t idle during the labor impasse.

“I’ve been writing a book on my life,” said the former Manual Arts High pitcher (he threw baseballs, not peanuts, back then).

The tome will tell how he rose from a soda-pop vendor to the more lucrative job of peanut hawker in his rookie year with the Dodgers. “Now, because of seniority, it takes a minimum of 17 years to graduate to peanuts,” he noted.

But, as with the other veterans, the seasons have taken a toll on the Peanut Man’s body .

“My knees are really starting to bother me,” admitted Owens, 47. “My orthopedist told me I have to slow down when I go down the stairs in Dodger Stadium because I’m putting too much pressure on my joints.”

But he has no intentions of hanging up his goobers.

“My arm’s fine,” he said. “I’ve never had peanut elbow.”

Maybe this method also would keep out Medflies:

Schoolchildren scared off several swallows attempting to return to San Juan Capistrano Monday by throwing stones at them.

You are traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sights and sounds but of mind, a journey past a hotel shaped like an Aztec temple, a hot dog stand shaped like a pooch, a restaurant with a plane protruding through the roof, a hosiery shop topped by a giant leg.

Next stop: The Twilight Zone?

Well, sort of: It’s L.A., in the 1930s and ‘40s. Jim Heimann, co-author of “California Crazy,” will deliver a travelogue on Southern California’s eccentric roadside architecture tonight at a dinner hosted by the Art Directors Club of L.A.

It’s at the Sheraton Grande, a hotel built--as is the conventional custom these days--in the shape of a hotel.

But you can still come across an occasional blurring of the line between real and make-believe in La-La land. Such as:

Supervisor Mike Antonovich will present a scroll today to the Magic Mountain amusement park for allowing “use of the Roaring Rapids attraction by the County Fire Department for swift-water rescue training.”

Is there a subtle, cautionary message about the quality of the county’s work in those signs that mark the sites of construction projects?

“Another Public Works Improvement,” says one such notice on 7th Street in Long Beach.

Underneath that announcement, in much bigger letters, the sign warns:

“DRIVE CAREFULLY.”