I interviewed two young people both about the issue of using ethnic stereotypes and sports mascots and whether an 18 year old should go to jail for graffiti, if the message of the graffiti could merit (demerit?) a more severe punishment. Too tough a set of topics for our group, on a sunny New Yearish Saturday, and shabbat. I thought her shirt was from Palm Springs or Indian Wells, rather than Salinas.
3. South Park had a show too complicated to explain referencing the Washington football team, and their losing trademark protection of their mascot or logo.
4. This doesn’t go here at all but I also chatted up Jacquetta Lannan of Chez Franc who told me to line up around noon on Monday, Jan. 12 to eat her wiener. Twelve bucks, compared to $10 out of the back of her truck, but it includes a side show I mean dish. And to tie this all together (!?) I said that I misidentified her husband Eliot Smukler (“schmook” as in not “cook” but “kook”) because I had seen an obituary about The Claw, Ed Sprinkle, the football great.
5. coincidentall or not I found a photo of a Sean Berry wearing a Utah Utes sweatshirt:
6. and it’s generally a bad things when a post digresses to a list of numbered items — Herb/’caine never did dot — but Don Cherry not a flavor not a Canadian hockey player or crooner was both black and Choctaw but even with this snappy sweater they spelled Sanders “Pharaoh”not “Pharoah” A.B. Spellman, I think, and this calls him “Little Rock” but I don’t have the guts to ask him about it.