Wednesday, March 01, 2006

What the?....

Some mornings - most mornings in fact - are horribly quotidian: Same breakfast foods, same coffee, same egotisitical nut asking you for your morning paper, then complaining when you refuse (see previous post).

And then, occassionally, out of the blue, you open the paper and are given the wake-up call. That happened today when I read this:

A False Note to the New Year in Pasadena

A lawsuit contends that school officials tried to cover up importing musicians to march in the city district's band in the 2006 Rose Parade.

By Bob Pool, Times Staff WriterMarch 1, 2006

Did a group of ringers secretly ring in the new year at Pasadena's 2006 Rose Parade?

The answer is yes. But that hasn't resolved a lawsuit over whether officials at the Pasadena Unified School District tried to cover up what they did.

And then this:

Amid growing criticism, the executive producer of KTLA-TV's "Morning News" defended the show's decision last week to accept free accommodations in exchange for broadcasting its morning program from the newly renovated Ritz-Carlton Huntington Hotel & Spa in Pasadena.

And finally, this item:

A Chinese dissident facing felony charges that could have led to his deportation pleaded no contest to a misdemeanor and was released Tuesday, a Los Angeles County official said.

Zhang Hongbao, the leader of a Chinese spiritual group with an estimated following of 30 million, had been accused of five felony counts related to the alleged beating of his housekeeper in his Pasadena home in 2003.

So much for the boring news from a little city in the foothills of the San Gabriel Valley.


guyelvinwhite said...

Reference to your quiet city, perhaps you have not seen the Graduate or the recent follow-up film?


Formosus said...

Yeah, even the most dreary city has a dark undercurrent. Still, it's not as bad as the memorable lines uttered by Mildred Peirce, "I'll never go back to Glendale."

Julaybib said...

I think it's all down to you insisting on using words like quotidian, which I can never remember (using them in conversation where I give gets one knifed). You'd probably keep your paper if you divagated while you read it, whilst exuding pelagic hyetologies. Sorry, I was just possessed by the spirit of Richard Brautigan.