Category Archives: Matt Weinstock

Unfriendly Frisco My San Francisco spy has smuggled through the mail a clipping of a sports column by Prescott Sullivan in the S.F. Examiner as follows: "Ingemar Johansson demonstrated that he is the possessor of a devastating right-hand punch when … Continue reading →

Way, Way Out The Amalgamated Flying Saucer Clubs of America have been sending me daily notices concerning their convention here this weekend and, although I am open-minded on flying saucers, I simply don't know how to handle thisoverwhelming situation. As … Continue reading →

Mother's a Smuggler There is a nice old doll, maybe 60, who drinks along with the boys in a Hill St. bat cave. Every now and then some longtime friend calls her Mother, which leads to mutual merriment. The Mother … Continue reading →

  Feverish Fourth Let us calmly reflect on the Independence Day weekend. July 4 came on Saturday and by all rights it should have been observed then and then alone. But a kind of fever now seems to grip people … Continue reading →

Drama in the Groove Between editions the other day reporters Roy Ringer and Jeff Davis invented a game they call Trite Trite Again. The idea is to recall a key scene or bit of dialogue in a movie or TV … Continue reading →

Everybody's Uncle When you hear a familiar nasal voice say, "Now, madam, what is your problem?" you know it's John J. Anthony. For 30 years in radio and television he has been a counselor to people in trouble, mostly marital. … Continue reading →

Miracles Do Happen The Bell Gardens High School Boosters Club always will believe in miracles. Last April, during the club's campaign to raise money to buy uniforms for the high school band, some anonymous person contributed $5 stipulating it be … Continue reading →

Gambler's Aide Crapshooters Local 352 and the Amalgamated Order of Blackjack Players held a joint meeting at the Statler Hilton the other day and got the word on a devastating intruder, a buzzing, three-ton robot named Univac 120. Unie's sponsors, … Continue reading →

Bookie Review A self-proclaimed expert on sin who goes by the name of Front End Freddie advises this corner that he is agog and aghast at recent disclosures about bookmaking. He refers to a report by Asst. Dist. Atty. Manley … Continue reading →

An Arena At Last Suddenly it seems, after a decade or more of anticipation, Los Angeles has its sports arena. It didn't come easily. One by one obstacles had to be knocked down. But obstacles are quickly forgotten when you … Continue reading →

Those Plastic Bags There are times when public servants feel they aren't getting through to the public they're trying to serve. Not long ago George M. Uhl, city health officer, warned of the dangers of permitting children to play with … Continue reading →

Re: Sharks There's so much activity in Sharksville these days, first thing anyone knows the papers will appoint shark editors. Meanwhile, a man who used to be a commercial shark fisherman says it's a waste of time to try to … Continue reading →

An Act to Remember Unintentionally profound remarks come from the strangest places. The setting for this one was postwar Japan. It was told to Hal Humphrey by publicist John Plake, who was there. The soldiers in a certain headquarters company … Continue reading →

The Other Half He calls himself Skid Row Joe From Kokomo. His conversation is rambling and disjointed. It doesn't seem to make much sense. Yet when you put it all together it does. Like some of William Faulkner's writing. "You … Continue reading →

Summer Sadness Yesterday was the last day of school and the big thing with the youngsters normally would have been report cards and autographs in the school annual and parties and gay farewells to teachers and friends. It wasn't. It … Continue reading →

  Los dos Refritos When I read the AP story stating people who eat a lot of tortillas apparently absorb less strontium 90 from nuclear explosions than other persons, I knew right off here was a matter crying out for … Continue reading →

Yet another panel that will never been seen in the legacy version of "Peanuts." It doesn't go well on greeting cards and coffee mugs. New Togetherness Maurice Ogden of Garden Grove has a fearful short story titled "Freeway to Wherever" … Continue reading →