Sunday, September 30, 2007

Playboy Mansion … CHECK

"A wise man will make more opportunities than he finds"

-Sir Francis Bacon (1561-1626)

"Knowing the right people helps too."

-Me (1978-)


Before I begin, I have to thank Miguel Lopez for getting me a credential to go to the Strikeforce MMA fight at the Playboy Mansion. I know I would not have been able to get in otherwise.

Many that read this are in the newspaper business. And I know that it sucks being in the business right now. However, I was taught you could find stories that could take you places you wouldn't ordinarily get into. Well, I didn't cover this event, but I wrote about it online in a work blog.


Ah, a trip to the Playboy Mansion. It sounds like a fantasy. Well on this Saturday, it was a reality.


Now there is no parking at the Playboy Mansion, so Miguel and I had to park at UCLA and take a shuttle over. Driving up to the mansion was scenic, but you knew you were there when you saw a sign that said "Playmates at play."


Awesome!


However, it's not as hedonistic as the sign would lead you to believe. People are dressed at all times; well at least for this fight they were. By the way, people paid $1,000 for a ticket to this event, so Miguel and I saved $2,000.


The best way I could describe most of the women who came to this fight is what a former columnist at my old paper said when he covered a boxing match at the Playboy Mansion – championship abundance. Honestly, some of it was sad because its all these women had.


Miguel and I had time to walk around the grounds before the fights were set to begin. We went into the world famous grotto and that was nice and relaxing, if you like steamed rooms. After that, we walked to the mini bird zoo. I say mini because I had to duck down a lot. Apparently, Hugh Hefner is 5-5. I'd never seen some of the birds in there. I hardly took any pictures because I would have needed a flash and some of these birds looked pissed.


I also said hi to one of my heroes from my hero list on myspace, Bas Rutten. I highly recommend watching that video.


There was no entry into the house, so don't ask.


The reason why we were there, the MMA fights, was nothing special. They have some good talent at Strikeforce, but still have a way to go before catching the UFC.


I did see two members from the cast of "My Name is Earl" sitting behind me: Jamie Pressly and Ethan Suplee. From what I saw, they were nice people. Anyone who wanted a picture with them, they posed with. They weren't upset when someone didn't know how to work a camera.


I took more photos after the fight, but Miguel and I had seen enough. The only sober people left were the reporters and it was getting stupid. Besides, Hef had already turned in before the fights had ended. He must have had more pressing business.


I have family and friends that travel the world to experience places and people. I hardly travel so I have to make do with where I am. And to be honest, I'm almost done with experiencing everything Southern California has to offer after tonight.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

My work on Leno


Well I finally made it to national television for the second time, in a way. The first time, it was my arm that was broadcast from coast-to-coast and beyond as I was covering the breaking story of Kobe Bryant being arrested for rape. A heard of reporters were interviewing Lakers assistant coach Kurt Rambis and my arm was holding a tape recorder. (If you care
to see my arm, consult ESPN Classic for replays of Kobe Bryant being arrested as a top story in the 25-year history of ESPN.)

This time it is my work that made the television. Yes, my work was featured on "The Tonight Show" as part of their weekly "Headlines" segment. As you can see, I have Mother Teresa as a sports bettor.

Well our long-winded sports columnist Doug Krikorian has a weekly, personal minimum 45-inch rant about everything under the sun. There are some times he will write 70 inches, which my friend Feenstra pointed out to me, is way taller than him.

In these columns that coincidentally deal little with sports, he also gets four mug shots (tiny photos of someone's face) and they are always in an order he wants them. We've mugged a chicken once because he wanted it that way. And usually the first person he wants is someone we never have on file, I'm willing to bet it is one of his friends.

Well on this column led off about sports bettors he wanted some local degenerate, and I wasn't going to waste an hour looking for a jackass I know I'm not going to find. So, I went to the next one in line. It's standard except on this day it was Mother Teresa.

So, my designed page was on Leno.