In "Orange County: This is Your Life" Gustavo Arellano provides a companion guide/shameless propaganda for his new book Orange County: A Personal History
"Huell Bleepin’ Howser!" has Gustavo Arellano interviewing California’s favorite citizen about Orange County, Trestles and the evil TCA.
And "Moxley Confidential: Tape? What Tape?" has R. Scott Moxley explaining why you’ll be shocked—shocked!—to hear that a civilian videotape of a rough arrest by sheriff’s deputies has gone missing.
Plus...
• The Weekly's standing columns, ¡Ask a Mexican!, Hey You! and Savage Love
• Restaurant reviews of Sea Smoke in San Clemente and Pho Dakao in Garden Grove.
• Culture focuses on 'Swimmin' With Women' at Anaheim's Sarah Bain Gallery and Alive Theatre's '28 Plays Later.' While Trendzilla talks affordable faux-leather jackets and Game On dissects the troubled journey of 'Too Human'
• Film reviews of 'Burn After Reading,' 'The Women' and local special screenings
• Music features articles on Vampire Weekend and The Whigs. Rex Reason looks at KUCI DJ Arthur Galestian in Aural Reports, Locals Only listens to Chris Williams, and we've got CD reviews of Juliana Hatfield, 'How to Walk Away' (Ye Olde Records) and Alexander Tucker, 'Portal' (ATP)
And more daily at OCweekly.com
Stephanie A. Richer says:
In your footnotes, you mention, "The Halloween segregationists live in Floral Park."
I have not read your book, Gustavo (quit whining, I plan on buying a copy) , but I will assume you are talking about the Muthuhs of Floral Park.
Well, this is one mother living in Floral Park who insists that her lily-white kiddos trick-or-treat when they are supposed to - that is, on Halloween night, along with the little brown kids who come into the neighborhood and seem to be the only ones who have the good manners to say "thank you" after receiving their candy.
I have always been uneasy about that practice of setting aside a special time (and date) for the Floral Park kids to go trick-or-treating - especially when in the past I have noticed at times that the ones promulgating aforesaid practice are then dark on Halloween night. No pastelitos for THOSE OTHER kids!
But what do I know? I put up a Day of the Dead ofrenda instead of some gorefest (Hollywood gore, not Big Al from Tennessee) on my front lawn for the holiday. Maybe that's why I get such foot traffic - that, and the fact I hand out a lot of candy. And the good stuff, too . . .
Posted on Sunday, Sep. 14 2008 @ 9:47AM