Thursday, July 14, 2005
  Inverse Ham Sandwich
Terry from Boston recently reminisced about when she lived among the stars, back in the '90s, up on Sunset Plaza Drive ( a windy road that goes straight up from the Sunset Strip into a posh neighborhood). "I don't remember the cars," she said, "but one day I was driving down the hill in front of Fabio and behind Teri Garr." They must have wondered who the hell she was. The baton twirler?

Wednesday, July 06, 2005
  Antique Roadshow
David, a former Angeleno, is a car buff from way back. He likes motorcycles too, as you'll see in this fond memory.
I was taking a date home on my motorcycle one night. As we passed the Improv, a famous comedy club on Melrose, I noticed a Vincent Black Knight, an incredibly rare English touring bike from the early '50s. Only 30 or so were ever made. I told her what we'd just passed, but she wasn't interested in stopping to look at it. I dropped her off at her place, said goodnight, and circled back around to get a good long look at the machine.

As I neared the club, I saw a tall guy in a full helmet getting on the Vincent. He pulled out into traffic, and I came up alongside to admire the bike. He noticed me checking him out and motioned for me to follow him. We pulled over at Centerfold, a latenight newsstand just a few blocks from the club, and when we pulled off our helmets, I realized it was Jay Leno. He was incredibly nice about the whole thing. He answered all my questions and even admired my own bike, a nothing little BMW r65. Quite a genuine great guy ....
David has another story:
L.A. is home to a lot of strange vehicles, and they aren't all finely tuned exotics. I was driving along Mulholland one afternoon when I saw a ball of fire coming up in my rear-view mirror. Then I realized it wasn't fire, it was just smoke. In fact, it wasn't smoke either -- it was steam. Someone was driving a Stanley Steamer on Mulholland Drive. I had to get a better look. First I slowed down to check it out in my mirror, then I let the car pass so I could watch it go by. It was Leno again.

These cars were made in the first two decades of the last century. They sell for between $35,000-$150,000, and they run on steam, just like a steamboat. True relics of a bygone era.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
  Puffy 90210 and a Soprano Hits High F
Not all stories come to PaCarazzi! nicely gift-wrapped. Some drift in over the transom or across dinner tables. Here are two short but comical Bev Hills scenes to put in your tank:
"I saw Puff Daddy driving a Rolls-Royce down Rodeo Drive. He was wearing a strange constructed hat, a really bizarre piece of headgear. He was just cruising along, pretty chill."
And turning from self-made men to just plain made men, here's our second story of the week:
"I was making a left in Beverly Hills, and the driver coming the other way was going too slowly, so I honked at him. It was James Gandolfini, and he gave me the finger. He was driving a silver Infiniti convertible, I think. It was pretty funny, getting flipped off by Tony Soprano."
Sunday, July 03, 2005
  Kiefer Madness
Chris of Hollywood (not a milliner, that's where she lives) sends in this cautionary tale of rudeness and how to make amends and why.

After picking up lunch from Whole Foods Market in Beverly Hills, my sister and I were headed back to her place via Canon. Just as we were about to make a right onto Olympic from Canon, this silver Porsche Boxster rips across the street and totally cuts us off. We started to get angry (it's really, really easy to get angry at pretty Porsches), but stopped when the driver of the car turned over his right shoulder, looked at us and waved while mouthing, "I'm sorrrryyyy!!!"

The driver was Kiefer Sutherland, and the incident illustrates why everyone would be well served to wave whenever they do something stupid on the road. We went from hating him to becoming his biggest fans in less than 24 (seconds).

Which reminds us ... what's the difference between a porcupine and a Porsche?
On a porcupine, the pricks are on the outside.

Yes, it's an old joke, but it's amazing how many people haven't heard it.

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