CALIFORNIA | LOCAL
January 20, 2010 |
Would a reasonable person confuse a USC logo on a garnet-and-black ball cap in Columbia, S.C., with the same letters on cardinal-and-gold sportswear worn by a Trojans fan at the Coliseum? Apparently so, a federal appeals court has decided in rejecting a petition from the Palmetto State to use the letters on baseball team clothing for the University of South Carolina Fighting Gamecocks. A three-judge panel of the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Federal Circuit on Tuesday upheld a decision last year by the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office review board to recognize the University of Southern California's century-old claim to the logo letters.
May 25, 2002
I read Patrick Goldstein's column this week ("Seclusion Has Left Lucas Out of Touch," May 21) and couldn't wait to reply. After all, I was one of those "lemmings" who stood in line on the opening weekend for "Star Wars: Episode II Attack of the Clones." Actually, I stood in line twice--because within 48 hours of seeing it the first time, my girlfriend and I were back in the theater savoring the magic once more. You see, Patrick, while it may be "passe" to actually enjoy this 25-year-old franchise in your elevated Hollywood circles, there are those of us out here in the real world who actually had tremendous fun revisiting that galaxy, far, far away.
January 28, 2008 |
The products: We all carry the residue of modern living deep within our bodies. We get mercury from fish, pesticides from apples and polyvinyl chlorides from that "new-car smell." A 2005 Centers for Disease Control and Prevention study of more than 2,000 people across the country found traces of more than 60 toxic compounds, including such nasty stuff as dioxins and uranium, in the blood and urine of participants.
January 30, 2011 |
The tourists think big. Arriving in Southern California, they expect to conquer Disneyland and Hollywood, perhaps on the same day, in between the surfing and snowboarding. Then they get stuck in traffic. Then come the recriminations, the tears, the vows to visit an island next time. The locals think small. Tracing tight little loops between home and work, they dodge freeways and alien neighborhoods. There are Los Feliz people who haven't set foot in Venice since the latter Bush administration (I'm one)
November 28, 2009 |
No doubt I am committing some sort of critic's breach of conduct, but I have discovered my new favorite television show, and it isn't even on television. At least not here. "QI," a comedy quiz show hosted by the redoubtable Stephen Fry (one of three or four living people who can accurately be described as redoubtable) is in its seventh season in Britain. As of yet, Americans must content themselves with watching broken bits via YouTube, though there were recent reports that Fry may be moving to Los Angeles, and one can only hope he'll bring "QI" with him, if only in reruns.
HOME & GARDEN
January 9, 2010 |
On the 14th day of Christmas, my dad asks me to write his column for him again. He says he feels like Santa after the holidays, tapped out and smelling like sweaty reindeer. After all the holiday activity, my dad just likes to sit in his fave chair and "keep an eye on the kids," which is code for "watch a lot of bowl games." Oh, my God, we should put him out on the curb with the tree. "Got any of that good bacon left?" he hollers. "What bacon?" my mom answers. "We haven't had bacon in . . . " "My point exactly!"
August 31, 1991 |
Like cigarettes and mad dogs, thrash-metal bands tend to travel in packs, dozens of long-haired guys wearing Hirax T-shirts and goofy grins. At the Hollywood Palladium on Thursday, the four-thrash-band bill--informally dubbed "New Titans on the Block"--was the loudest pack of the summer. This was a typical lyric: " Aargh-eee-aargh aargh-eee-aargh aargh-eee-aargh . . . aaahhhhh !"