Forgery Probe Was All in the Family
The monthly newsletter published by the city of Paramount continues to pack more exciting stuff than most screenplays produced by the Paramount film studio.
The latest issue recounts a visit by two county sheriff’s deputies from the Paramount area to L.A. to interview a forgery suspect.
“As the woman began to tell her story,” the newsletter said, “the detectives noticed that some of the details she was giving didn’t match their case.
“They asked her her name again, and although her last name was the same as their suspect, her first name was different. They asked her if she knew the suspect and she replied, ‘Oh, you mean that forgery case! You want my sister. She lives upstairs.’ ”
WOLFGANG’S DOG DAYS: Wolfgang Puck, who is going to cater the new luxury suites and the exclusive Dugout Club section at Dodger Stadium, invited team officials and the media to Spago for a treat: a big plate of Dodger dogs.
But the dogs were steamed. So was the new Dodger CEO Bob Daly, who sent them back.
“You’ve got to grill them,” he told Jondel Goldsmith, Spago’s director of special events--demonstrating the kind of leadership the Dodgers have been lacking.
“I’ve never been to Dodger Stadium,” Goldsmith lamented. “They’re supposed to be grilled?”
She came back five minutes later with the wieners visibly charred.
“That’s it!” responded Daly.
Puck acknowledged he was a little shaky on other aspects of the Dodgers operation.
“In Austria, we never heard the word ‘baseball,’ ” he said. Puck went on to explain that he was in essence creating “a new restaurant in the right field, outfield, how do you say it?”
Dodger-for-life Tommy Lasorda told Puck not to worry.
“By the end of the season,” Lasorda said, “you’ll know enough to be second-guessing everybody.”
FOOD FOR THOUGHT: Judy Johns of Alhambra came across a truly eclectic menu in Virginia City, Nev. (see photo).
THE PAPERBACK VERSION’LL PROBABLY BE UNDER $100, THOUGH: Patti Pietschmann, Paul Krassner and about two dozen other readers informed me that a book review in Tuesday’s Times said a new thriller by Mark Burnell (“The Rhythm Section”) costs $384. And is 25 pages long.
So what?
I hear it has a great ending.
UPON FURTHER REVIEW: I checked again and found that the book is actually 384 pages long and costs $25.
ON THIN ICE: Bob Patterson points out that the Southland has suffered another ice hockey disappointment. And he’s not talking about the erratic play of the Kings and Mighty Ducks.
No, this disaster involved the Zamboni Driver of the Year contest on the Internet. None of the drivers of the ice resurfacers at Arrowhead Pond or Staples Arena finished in the top 35 in the voting. This despite the fact they’ve had nary a single collision this year.
Further evidence that no one likes Southern California drivers?
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In the romantic gestures department, Donald McEachren of Santa Monica noticed that one group of urologists is offering a discount in honor of Valentine’s Day.
Diane Licciardi of Westchester, meanwhile, was puzzled by the mention of “Rich Pilaf” in the Valentine’s Day ad of a restaurant (see accompanying). I reassured Licciardi that Rich Pilaf is a great performer and that she should see his show.