Where bad hair days are an official...

Where bad hair days are an official crisis: After taking up residence in affluent San Marino, Lori Levi received a welcome note from a dentist as well as a sticker for emergency numbers. There were spaces for “physician,” “veterinarian”--and “hair salon.”

We’re surprised there was no space for “pool man.”

Levi’s letter reminded us of an emergency number listing we came upon in a dormitory at Cal Poly San Luis Obispo. That sticker had phone numbers for “campus police,” “campus fire,” and “pizza delivery.”

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Fly the (extremely) friendly skies: Mile High Adventures is offering this Christmas package: For $279, a couple can frolic in bed for an hour in the back of a specially outfitted Piper Seneca plane as it buzzes over the Southland. And afterward, they can celebrate with champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries.

“A lot of people have fantasies about making love in an airplane,” said Nick Edgar, the proprietor and pilot of the Santa Monica service. “But you have to be pretty daring to do it on an airliner with 400 other people. This is more intimate. We have a wooden partition between the two pilots and the passenger cabin.”

Aside from the bed, the cabin also has two seats that must be occupied by the seat-belted passengers during takeoffs and landings. Otherwise they’re “free to move about,” as Edgar puts it. Fortunately, there have been no instances of turbulence in which passengers were asked to climb out of bed and back into their seats.

The atmosphere is informal. One customer asked for, and was granted, some bonus mileage--an extra half hour of flight time.

Interestingly, about two-thirds of the reservations for Mile High are made by women for their husbands and boyfriends.

The company, by the way, turned down a request for a threesome. “I told them,” Edgar said, “we didn’t have enough seats.”

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Stooge discrimination: “What is it you really want?” Men’s Health Magazine asked American males. One of the most heart-rending responses came from a 24-year-old postal clerk who enunciated a decades-old lament of his sex.

“I’d like women to appreciate the genius of the Three Stooges,” he said. “If I can sit through ‘The Piano’ without complaining, you’d think there would be a woman out there who wouldn’t call me a moron for laughing at Moe, Larry and Curly hitting each other with pickaxes.”

What those three could have done with that noisy piano. . . .

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Talk about creative tension in the workplace: Tony Wong of San Gabriel came upon a parking lot in which each space was marked “30 Min. Parking” as well as “Employee Parking.”

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Jack Schlomer of La Canada Flintridge points out that Lake Arrowhead is the home of the Deer Lick Carwash. Wonder if it that process scratches the paint?