Club’s Dress Code Cuts No Slack for Patron Without Pants
The crime log of the Beach Reporter listed an altercation involving a suspect who “was reportedly denied entrance” to a Hermosa Beach club “due to a dress code requiring pants.”
I guess the club has to draw the line someplace.
Going Bono one better: It seems as though entertainment figures are getting more and more involved in politics. Doug Thomson read where a pop singer had apparently even taken over for John Bolton as this country’s U.N. ambassador (see accompanying).
She still knows best: In Venice, Sal Lombardo chanced upon a sign that suggested a traditional place to go in case of trouble (see photo).
More food for thought: The other day I mentioned traffic signs that had been embellished so that they read, “STOP Eating Animals.” Bob Wieting of Simi Valley discovered that the message on one of those altered signs had acquired a new ending (see photo).
Get me to the hospital on time: Before they cut the umbilical cord, they had to tie the knot.
Yukari Abe and Ricardo Durand had planned to marry a few days before the birth of their child, due at the end of this month. But nature intervened. Abe, 40, began having contractions and was rushed to Santa Monica-UCLA Medical Center.
So the couple decided on a bedside wedding -- without a moment to spare.
Labor and delivery nurse Marijke Collins and her staffers made a bouquet out of blue and white tissue paper.
Surgical technician Nori Gamewell was designated ring bearer, and equipment technician Kevin Roberson stood in as best man.
Snapping pictures was Barbara Abrams, a nurse (see photo).
Chaplain Sara Berman performed the ceremony.
“In less than five minutes we exchanged our ‘I do’s,’ ” marveled Durand, 33, who had raced home to pick up the ring.
Dr. Heather Kettenis also attended the wedding. And 15 hours later, Kettenis delivered the couple’s child, a 6-pound, 1-ounce daughter named Natjedah.
The newlyweds are honeymooning in Santa Monica -- at home.
miscelLAny: Analyzing crime and medical reports, Men’s Health magazine concluded that Manchester, N.H., is the least angry city in America.
Orlando, Fla., at No. 100, was rated the angriest.
L.A., ranked No. 65, was deemed more mellow than such burgs as Philadelphia (No. 74), Tucson (No. 83) and Nashville (No. 96).
Guess it’s just my bad luck that it seems as though L.A.'s angry people are always on the freeway at the same time I am.
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