Just across the border in Santa Monica, the legendary pioneer punk venue called "Blackie's" is now a chic restaurant run by a world famous chef.
Don't get the idea that his columnist has gone Yuppie just because of his visits to the Cow's End. When this columnist recently chatted with Caleb, the owner, we asked where the cow which was on top of the building many years ago went, he pointed to the cow and immediately knew this columnist was not a "johnny come lately" newbie. We got extra points for knowing that the place, which attracts laptop owners with wifi access, could boast that an episode of "The Rockford Files" had done some location work on the premises.
Do the hippies in Venice refuse to abandon their attachment to the past? Recently we saw a young fellow in his old car. He was driving up Lincoln in a green four door convertible 1927 Bentley. Can't he, at least, get into the Sixties frame of mind and upgrade to a VW bug?
Aimee Semple McPherson did better than balloon dad when she told newsmen: "It's my story and I'm sticking to it."
Now, the disk jockey takes great civic pride in playing "Down on Me," "L. A. woman," the "They shoot horses soundtrack album" and "the Lawrence Welk Show" theme song.
This is the world's laziest journalist reporting live (via wi-fi) from our source for white hot chocolate drinks. Have an "out of Vietnam now!" type week.
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