Bay Area rapid typewriter
Herb Caen
December 11, 1980
Now then, why has Marlon Brando been phoning Cupertino? Because, like thousands of others, he wants to buy some stock in Apple Computer, which goes public next week. So far, Brando has been unable to reach Steve Wozniak, 29-yr-old cofounder of Apple, who may be worth as much as $70 million by the end of this year. Last word from the front office: "We'll call you, Marlon." Ha! ... Raymond Howard, an Oriental art collector, almost bought a $20,000 19th century Japanese miniature carving at Gump's last wk. and then decided to think about it over the wkend. Returning to the store Monday, he found it price-tagged at $8000. "So a clerk made a mistake, so what?" grumps a Gump exec. Howard is still thinking, hoping for a further mistake ... You've been reading about the critical peanut shortage? Then you'd know why Mary McCutchen cracked up in Burlingame's Lucky Store upon finding a lone peanut butter jar on a shelf, alongside a sign reading "Carter's Revenge."
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Mike Robertson claims to know what Ronald Reagan said upon hearing the news about John Lennon: "I hated his father's politics, but I loved the way his sisters sang."
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Slapstick movie time: Over in Oakland, Caterer Susan Massey had just finished preparing a lunch for 17 advertising types and loading it into her VW for delivery when a guy stuck a gun in her face. "I'm taking your car," he said unnecessarily, leaping behind the wheel, driving to a Wells Fargo branch on MacArthur and robbing a teller of about $1000. Soon the police were on his trail! And as he swayed and swerved his way through traffic, Susan's lunch began spilling all over him - first the fruit salad, then 10 pounds of ice, that jammed the gas pedal, followed by a gallon of apple juice in his lap. Wet, sticky and miserable, he surrendered.
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Bay city beat: Alfred Frankenstein, the 74-yr.-old art critic and historian, is in Kaiser Hosp. here, lucky to be alive. Last wk., he was at the wheel of his car when it spun out of control on 280 in B'lingame and plunged 200 ft. into a ravine. Two passersby pulled him out minutes before the car went up in flames. His injuries are minor, considering ... On Christmas Eve, Joan Baez will do a free concert in front of Notre Dame in Paris "because I can think of no more perfect place to be that night"; not only is she getting no fee, she is paying for her own expenses ... How come we, most of us, are never in the right place at the right time? Stevie Wonder, who has been staying at the Sheraton-Palace the past few days, wandered into the hotel's Happy Valley bar to visit Guitarist Raul Lara, and ended up singing 30 choruses of "You Are the Sunshine of My Life." It was Mob City in no time (Nick Jordan's band, playing a Castle & Cooke Christmas party next door, stopped in mid-tune to catch the Wonder of it all).
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Riveting note on Page 29 of "Celebrity," a book by James Monaco: "It has long been rumored that the casinos (in Las Vegas) pump an extra dose of oxygen through their air-conditioning systems. So it's no wonder that visitors remain bright-eyed." Could this have had anything to do with the way the fire flashed through the casino at MGM's Grand?
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Moving around: At L'Etoile on Nob Hill, Claude Rouas sent a congratulatory and complimentary bottle of Moet & Chandon Brut Imperial to Speaker Willie Brown's table. Few minutes later, Newton Cope, the Huntington's owner, sent Willie a bottle of Perrier-Jouet's expensive Fleur de Champagne, at which Claude snatched back the Moet and grinned, "You won't need this - somebody just bought you a better bottle!" Louis Magor, rhymes with "beggar," is a star, by golly. Conducting the S.F. Conservatory of Music's second annual Sing-Along-Messiah at Davies Hall, he demonstrated to the huge crowd that he has it all - looks, elegance and a sly, dry sense of humor. Not a bad conductor, either, but I'd hate this "Messiah," which undoubtedly will become an annual event, without the semi-pro choral groups in the audience. If it depended on the rest of us sight-readers, it'd be "Silent Night" all the way (the Gay Men's Chorus saved the entire loge section).
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I'm not sure how safe the streets are, but crime is under control inside the Mitchell Bros. naughty theater on O'Farrell. Last Thurs. night, at around 10, members of the Ess Eff Police Vice Squad swooped into the theater's Kopenhagen Lounge to find 13 Japanese tourists, one (1) senior citizen (Caucasian) and one (1) lady dancer wearing panties. She and the elderly party were cited for "engaging an act of prostitution," which seems a bit odd in view of the evidence seized: nine dollars in one-dollar bills, a jar of Vaseline and a white plastic dildo. {sbox}
Herb Caen
December 11, 1980
Now then, why has Marlon Brando been phoning Cupertino? Because, like thousands of others, he wants to buy some stock in Apple Computer, which goes public next week. So far, Brando has been unable to reach Steve Wozniak, 29-yr-old cofounder of Apple, who may be worth as much as $70 million by the end of this year. Last word from the front office: "We'll call you, Marlon." Ha! ... Raymond Howard, an Oriental art collector, almost bought a $20,000 19th century Japanese miniature carving at Gump's last wk. and then decided to think about it over the wkend. Returning to the store Monday, he found it price-tagged at $8000. "So a clerk made a mistake, so what?" grumps a Gump exec. Howard is still thinking, hoping for a further mistake ... You've been reading about the critical peanut shortage? Then you'd know why Mary McCutchen cracked up in Burlingame's Lucky Store upon finding a lone peanut butter jar on a shelf, alongside a sign reading "Carter's Revenge."
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Mike Robertson claims to know what Ronald Reagan said upon hearing the news about John Lennon: "I hated his father's politics, but I loved the way his sisters sang."
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Slapstick movie time: Over in Oakland, Caterer Susan Massey had just finished preparing a lunch for 17 advertising types and loading it into her VW for delivery when a guy stuck a gun in her face. "I'm taking your car," he said unnecessarily, leaping behind the wheel, driving to a Wells Fargo branch on MacArthur and robbing a teller of about $1000. Soon the police were on his trail! And as he swayed and swerved his way through traffic, Susan's lunch began spilling all over him - first the fruit salad, then 10 pounds of ice, that jammed the gas pedal, followed by a gallon of apple juice in his lap. Wet, sticky and miserable, he surrendered.
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Bay city beat: Alfred Frankenstein, the 74-yr.-old art critic and historian, is in Kaiser Hosp. here, lucky to be alive. Last wk., he was at the wheel of his car when it spun out of control on 280 in B'lingame and plunged 200 ft. into a ravine. Two passersby pulled him out minutes before the car went up in flames. His injuries are minor, considering ... On Christmas Eve, Joan Baez will do a free concert in front of Notre Dame in Paris "because I can think of no more perfect place to be that night"; not only is she getting no fee, she is paying for her own expenses ... How come we, most of us, are never in the right place at the right time? Stevie Wonder, who has been staying at the Sheraton-Palace the past few days, wandered into the hotel's Happy Valley bar to visit Guitarist Raul Lara, and ended up singing 30 choruses of "You Are the Sunshine of My Life." It was Mob City in no time (Nick Jordan's band, playing a Castle & Cooke Christmas party next door, stopped in mid-tune to catch the Wonder of it all).
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Riveting note on Page 29 of "Celebrity," a book by James Monaco: "It has long been rumored that the casinos (in Las Vegas) pump an extra dose of oxygen through their air-conditioning systems. So it's no wonder that visitors remain bright-eyed." Could this have had anything to do with the way the fire flashed through the casino at MGM's Grand?
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Moving around: At L'Etoile on Nob Hill, Claude Rouas sent a congratulatory and complimentary bottle of Moet & Chandon Brut Imperial to Speaker Willie Brown's table. Few minutes later, Newton Cope, the Huntington's owner, sent Willie a bottle of Perrier-Jouet's expensive Fleur de Champagne, at which Claude snatched back the Moet and grinned, "You won't need this - somebody just bought you a better bottle!" Louis Magor, rhymes with "beggar," is a star, by golly. Conducting the S.F. Conservatory of Music's second annual Sing-Along-Messiah at Davies Hall, he demonstrated to the huge crowd that he has it all - looks, elegance and a sly, dry sense of humor. Not a bad conductor, either, but I'd hate this "Messiah," which undoubtedly will become an annual event, without the semi-pro choral groups in the audience. If it depended on the rest of us sight-readers, it'd be "Silent Night" all the way (the Gay Men's Chorus saved the entire loge section).
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I'm not sure how safe the streets are, but crime is under control inside the Mitchell Bros. naughty theater on O'Farrell. Last Thurs. night, at around 10, members of the Ess Eff Police Vice Squad swooped into the theater's Kopenhagen Lounge to find 13 Japanese tourists, one (1) senior citizen (Caucasian) and one (1) lady dancer wearing panties. She and the elderly party were cited for "engaging an act of prostitution," which seems a bit odd in view of the evidence seized: nine dollars in one-dollar bills, a jar of Vaseline and a white plastic dildo. {sbox}
Goodnight Jeanie Goodnight
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