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Volume 3, Number 8

March/April 1929

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Revenue Agent RALPH HERRICK: I think it is only fair to say that any statements which are made here, which could be used against you, probably would be used.

LAWRENCE MATTINGLY, Capone’s tax lawyer: Insofar as Mr. Capone can answer any questions without admitting his liability to criminal action, he is here to cooperate with you and work with you.

HERRICK: What records have you of your income, Mr. Capone-do you keep any records?

Capone: No, I never did, HERRICK: Any checking accounts?

Capone: No, sir.

HERRICK: How long, Mr. Capone, have you enjoyed a large income?

Capone: I never had much of an income.

HERRICK: I will state it a little differently-an income that might be taxable?

Capone: I would rather let my lawyer answer that question.

MATTINGLY: Well, I’ll tell you. Prior to 1926, John Torrio, who happens to be a client of mine, was the employer of Mr. Capone, and up to that point it is my impression that Mr. Capone’s income wasn’t there. He was in the position of an employee, pure and simple.

That is the information I get from Mr. Torrio and Mr. Capone.

OB Chronicle: Have you ever filed income tax returns?

Capone: No. OB Chronicle: What was your marital status during the years under question-were you married?

Capone: Absolutely.

OB Chronicle: Any children?

Capone: Yes, one.

OB Chronicle: How old?

Capone: Twelve.

OB Chronicle: For the years mentioned, did you buy or sell any real estate?

Capone: No, sir.

OB Chronicle: Did you furnish any money to purchase real estate which was placed in the name of others?

Capone: I would rather let my lawyer answer that question.

MATTINGLY: I have no objection to answering that question. Mr. Capone bought a piece of property in Miami, Florida, in the name of his wife in the year 1928.

OB Chronicle: Did you furnish the money to pay for that property?

Capone: Yes. OB Chronicle: What was the purchase price of that property?

Capone: $10,000 cash, $30,000 mortgage.

OB Chronicle: What was the source of the money you used to make your cash payment?

Capone: I would rather let my lawyer answer that question.

[Mattingly objected to the question, and OB Chronicle rephrased it.].

OB Chronicle: Did you purchase any securities during

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the years under consideration?

Capone: No, I never had anything like that.

OB Chronicle: Did you have any brokerage accounts in your own name?

Capone: No. OB Chronicle: Did you have any brokerage accounts under an assumed name?

Capone: No. OB Chronicle: Did your wife or relatives have any brokerage accounts, or did they purchase any securities?

Capone: I would rather not answer that question.

OB Chronicle: Are you interested in any way in the Roosevelt Securities Company?

Capone: No. OB Chronicle: Roosevelt Finance Company?

Capone: No. OB Chronicle: Do you care to give us any statement of your assets and liabilities’ at the present time?

Capone: My lawyer is taking care of all that.

OB Chronicle: Have you any record of the monies which you might have spent for expenses during the four years under review?

Capone: No. I have no records whatsoever.

OB Chronicle: You employed several attorneys during the four years under review-have you any idea as to the fees you paid them?

Capone: I would .rather let my lawyer answer that question.

OB Chronicle: Were your financial transactions, particularly disbursements, usually handled in currency?

Capone: Yes. OB Chronicle: You have no canceled checks or check stubs?

Capone: No. OB Chronicle: What did you do with your money-carry it on your person?

Capone: Carried it on my person.

MATTINGLY: After Mr. Capone leaves and this interview is over, I should like to discuss this matter with you gentlemen, probably make some arrangement suitable to your convenience.

HERRICK: I know you spoke of going to Florida or somewhere. Then you mean you can start this morning, taking this matter up?

MATTINGLY: Yes. I should like to spend Easter with my family in Florida, and I had thought, gentlemen,

that it might be possible to postpone this until next week, but that is a matter for you to decide.

HERRICK: It is a matter that we all want cleaned up, and, if possible, I think it would be desirable to make a start on it. If we have to defer it later, there isn’t any disposition on our part to keep you away from your family over Easter, but it seems to me that the quicker we get started on it, the better it will be.

Alphonse Gabriel “Al” Capone January 17, 1899 – January 25, 1947) was an American gangster who led a Prohibitionera crime syndicate. The Chicago Outfit, which subsequently also became known as the “Capones”, was dedicated to smuggling and bootlegging liquor, and other illegal activities, such as prostitution, in Chicago from the early 1920s to 1931.

Born in the borough of Brooklyn in New York City to Italian immigrants, Capone became involved with gang activity at a young age after having been expelled from school at age 14. In his early twenties, he moved to Chicago to take advantage of a new opportunity to make money smuggling illegal alcoholic beverages into the city during Prohibition. He also engaged in various other criminal activities, including bribery of government figures and prostitution.

Despite his illegitimate occupation, Capone became a highly visible public figure.

He made donations to various charitable endeavors using the money he made from his activities, and was viewed by many to be a “modern-day Robin Hood”. Capone’s public reputation was damaged in the wake of his supposed involvement in the 1929 Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre, when seven rival gang members were executed.

Capone was convicted on federal charges of tax evasion in 1931 and sentenced to federal prison; he was released on parole in 1939. His incarceration included a term at the then-new Alcatraz federal prison. In the final years of Capone’s life, he suffered mental and physical deterioration due to late-stage neurosyphilis, which he had contracted in his youth. On January 25, 1947, he died from cardiac arrest after suffering a stroke.

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The Noble Experiment? market profits conversely the official economy enjoyed a much needed bump. This led to the closing of this particular chapter in history.

However this is not the end of the story is it?, for at our present time we seem to be reliving the exact recreation of this great experiment in the form of the war on drugs, more specifically the current ‘Cannabis situation’ that we face. Most would not argue that cannabis has any where near the number of negative side effects associated with alcohol,tobacco or the increasing number of pharmaceuticals that are currently legal to use. We are seeing the precise sequence of events unfold before our eyes.

Why must we relive all our past mistakes? As George Santayana is quoted as saying “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”

• The prohibition unit of old has been replaced by The DEA and the ATF • The 18th amendment has become ‘the war on drugs’.

• Instead of ‘The Mob’ there are now the Cartels and Mafias • Speakeasies have become the dispensaries or collectives.

• Where there were prescriptions, there are now medical recommendations or evaluations

Definition :pro·hi·bi·tion noun: the act of not allowing something to be used or done: a law or order that stops something from being used or done: the attempt by the United States federal government, to outlaw the production and sales of alcohol between the years 1920 to 1933.

In 1918 Prohibitionist Clinton Howard began demonizing alcohol, among many of his complaints he said that people who drank were “jeopardizing there immortal souls” and a debate exploded between what were known as the ‘wets’ and the ‘drys’.

The ‘drys’ whom many were from the southern states, claimed that prohibition would help curb the crime associated with the growing number of immigrants that were now living in American cities. The ‘wets’ wanted the state to not get involved regarding matters of morality. The anti saloon league including many women’s groups and ‘progressives’ lobbied for legal measures to enact prohibition.

The 18th Amendment to the constitution known as the ‘Volstead Act’, established the liquor ban in 1929. The law then went into effect January 16th, 1920.

This law was enforced by a federal agency called the Prohibition Unit which was later called the Bureau of Prohibition. The urban populations strongly apposed the ban finding as many ways as they could to get around it. Because the Volstead act did not forbid the consumption of alcohol, rather the production and sales, thus people were ‘allowed’ to drink any alcohol that had been stashed before the ban. People also went to neighboring countries that were not effected to purchase there beloved elixir. More interestingly, many people sought PRESCRIPTIONS for alcohol as its use for medicinal uses was ‘permitted’.

Soon the illegal production and sales of alcohol by organized crime exploded. Bootlegging as it was known emerged during the Roaring Twenties. Smug-

• And as Jazz music lead the charge then, we now hear Reggae music championing ‘the cause’.

In closing, the horror of The St. Valentines-day Massacre on February 14th, 1929 is mirrored by the death of our brother and fellow OBeachen, Garrett Rodriguez.

Garrett worked on a perfectly legal medical marijuana farm, however the prohibited nature of his crop, nurtured an underground element. This element did not share his beliefs nor did they care about human life. There motive for profit came above non else and eventually led to the grief that we collectively share, the murder of Garrett Rodriguez.

I am sorry if this is a little too close to home, however as long as we allow the federal government be hell bent on legislating morality, we shall see a free humanity revolt, and see a black market unfold to the the detriment of all. Whether it be in the form of prohibition, the war on drugs, or the current legislation regarding sexuality, the internet,or even the right to bear arms, we must allow free association and freedom of any kind of expression, whether internal or eternal to remain in the hands of the people and the creator of this planet, and on our terms.

As always! We shall remain the land of the free as long as we remain the land of the brave.

– Matty Dread

gling alcohol became very profitable for many criminal groups creating a giant black market culture, this culture would be dominated by gangsters, including Al Capone, and Bugs Moran, whom each made millions of dollars, in racketeering, and by operating thousands of speakeasies. These establishments helped popularize jazz music at the time.

With all this buzz, the profit motive became so strong that some people redistilled industrial alcohol making it ‘drinkable’. This prompted the Federal government to poison these alcohols to make them undrinkable. These factors combined with many home spun methods of production led to the deaths of tens of thousands of people. Over the next ten years support for the Falsted Act waned. Although the consumption of alcohol by government statistics had dropped,there was a huge increase in violent crime, that reached its peak in 1929 with the event of the St. Valentines Day Massacre. Several of Morans mob were murdered, allegedly by the Al Capone gang. These effects combined with the the growing sentiment that the law was infringing on personal rights came to a crescendo during the depths of the great depression eventually led to the beginnings of a repeal act.

In 1933 the senate introduced the Blane Act which instigated the repeal of the 18th amendment and culminated in the Collin Herisan Act that permitted the production and sale of liquor. That year statesman Al Smith was quoted as saying “It would be very difficult if not impossible to estimate the benefit that will come to this country from the lesson taught to the common generation to make it their business to see that no such matter as this is ever again made the subject of federal constitutional law.

A few months following the 21st amendment to the constitution was ratified. This repeal of Prohibition allowed individual states to enforce their own laws involving alcohol. This resulted in a huge drop in black

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up close and personal

OBC: Hey, Becca, would you mind shooting over some of your images to share in the next issue of the Chronicle?

RLS: I wouldn’t mind at all, but you do realize I don’t have a single shot right now of OB? OBC: That’s alright. Send ‘em anyway!

RLS: Okay, but seriously, I hardly shoot in OB anymore...I hope you’re not disappointed.

OBC: Oh bloody hell! Just send ‘em!

(Photos sent...)

OBC: Well you weren’t kidding. None of these appear to be in the U.S. even, let alone OB. RLS: I told you so. I do have a couple SD shots in the mix, but really, my more interesting ones happen when I leave my bubble and freak myself out a little bit.

OBC: Freak yourself out? You mean step outside your comfort zone, yeah?

RLS: Totally. You see, I was born in OB, and now I live and work here. I feel I know the place pretty well -- not to mention so

many awesome images of this place already exist...I print a lot them in my shop, the OB Business Center. That, and I don’t get out much.

OBC: Unless you’re traveling.

RLS: Exactly. Not a whole lot surprises me here, but when I’m somewhere new I see things left and right that make me go ‘WTF is happening right now?’ I love that!

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OBC: So you’re a photojournalist at heart?

RLS: I suppose. I mean, day-to-day I run a shop and print, but my heart pounds when confronting strangers and strange surroundings. I guess you could call that photojournalism, but I also love street photography, documentary, and even the simple cityscapes with bricks and wires.

Those are soothing.

OBC: So if anyone wants to know WTF is happening in these pictures here?

RLS: They’re welcome to ask...come see me at the Business Center any time.

OBC: Well, Becca, thank you so much for sharing!

RLS: Thank you for having me!

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breaking news 7 Chicago Gangsters Slain by Firing Squad of Rivals, Some in Police Uniforms Chicago, Feb. 14 -- Chicago gangland leaders observed Valentine’s Day with machine guns and a stream of bullets and as a result seven members of the George (Bugs) Moran-Dean O’Banion, North Side Gang are dead in the most cold-blooded gang massacre in the history of this city’s underworld.

The seven gang warriors were trapped in a beer-distributors’ rendezvous at 2,122 North Clark Street, lined up against the wall by four men, two of whom were in police uniforms, and executed with the precision of a firing squad.

The killings have stunned the citizenry of Chicago as well as the Police Department, and while tonight there was no solution, the one outstanding cause was illicit liquor traffic.

The dead, the greatest in point of numbers since Chicago gang killings began in 1924 with the assassination of Dean O’Banion, were remnants of the “mob” organized by O’Banion, later captained by Hymie Weiss and Peter Gusenberg and recently commanded by George (Bugs) Moran.

Capone’s Name is Mentioned One name loomed in the police investigation under way this afternoon and tonight. It was that of Alphonse (Scarface) Capone, gang leader extraordinary.

Six of the slain gangsters died in their tracks on the floor of the North Clark Street garage, a block from Lincoln Park and its fine residential neighborhood. A seventh, with twenty or more bullets in his body, died within an hour.

The police found more than 160 empty machine gun shells strewing the floor of the execution room , and there was a report that Moran had been taken out alive by the marauders.

Police Commissioner William F. Russell and his First Deputy Commissioner, John Stege, were bewildered tonight over the fact that the ambush was arranged by two men in police uniforms, wearing police badges, and the fact that the other killers arrived at the scene in an automobile resembling a detective bureau squad car.

Police Declare “War to the Finish” Tonight an underworld round-up unparalleled in the annals of the Police Department is under way.

“It’s a war to the finish,” Commissioner Russell said. “I’ve never known of a challenge like this - the killers posing as po-

licemen - but now the challenge has been made, its accepted.

We’re going to make this the knell of gangdom in Chicago.”

Reconstructing the massacre as it occurred, police and prosecuting officials were of the opinion that the men were victims of their own cupidity as well as the wrath of their enemies, for they had been stood up against the brick wall of the garage, their backs, rather than their faces, toward the executioners.

This morning about 10 o’clock seven men were sitting about the garage, two in the front, five others behind a wooden partition in the garage proper according to the investigators’ theory.

Four of the men were gathered about an electric stove

on which bubbled a pot of coffee. A box of crackers and a half-dozen cups completed the breakfast layout. The men munched away in between telephone calls.

The fifth man, John May, the mechanic, is believed to have been puttering about the trucks, one of which was loaded with a new wooden beer bat.

There was a noise outside that rose above the clatter of Clark Street traffic, sounding like a police gong. The front door of the garage opened.

In marched two men wearing the uniforms of policemen, their stars gleaming against the blue of the cloth. Two men in civilian attire followed them. All were armed, the first two with sub-machine guns, the last two with sawed-off shotguns.

Swift Execution Accomplished The two men in the front office threw up their hands, apparently believing a regular police raid was in progress, and marched to the rear. There was a scramble among the men about the improvised breakfast tables as they saw the police uniforms.

One of the men in police uniform probably gave the order to line up, face to the wall, and sighting May, made him join

the others. As the seven stood staring at the white-washed wall, they were swiftly deprived of their weapons.

Then, it is believed, came the order to “give it to them” and the roar of the shotguns mingled with the rat-a-tat of the machine gun, a clatter like that of a gigantic type-writer.

Evidently May, incredulous that he, an ordinary mechanic, should be included, made a mad leap only to drop within six inches of a man wielding a shotgun.

The machine-gunners probably sprayed the heap of dead on the floor and then the four executioners marched out.

A tailor glanced up from his pressing iron next door, and a woman living near by ran to the street. They saw what appeared to be two men under arrest, their hands in the air, followed by two policemen.

The four climbed into what looked like a police squad car, a fifth man sitting at the wheel, the motor humming The car roared south in Clark Street, sweeping around the wrong side of a street car, and was lost in the traffic.

When police arrived upon the scene they found six of the men dead. The seventh, Frank Gusenberg, was crawling on the floor toward Police Lieutenant Tom Loftus. Gusenberg died within an hour at the Alexandrian Hospital.

The majority of the victims were dangerous men, with reputations equal to the worst, Deputy Commissioner Stege said.

“Where is ‘Bugs’ Moran?” Stege asked when his officers discovered the automobile which Moran was supposed to own.

Then came the story that perhaps he was one of the men who walked out of the garage, hands high above his head, followed by the pseudo policemen.

Squads were dispatched to seek Moran. Others were sent after information concerning “Scarface Al” Capone’s whereabouts. The latter group came back with word that Capone was at his Winter home in Miami, Fla. The police recalled that the Aiello brothers’ gang of North Side Sicilians had a year or so ago affiliated themselves with the Moran gang, and that the Aiellos and the Caponites were deadly enemies. But no Aiellos were found.

Coroner Herman N. Bundesen reached the garage within a half hour after the fusillade. The bodies were photographed and searched.

Today’s massacre marked the end of the proud North Side dynasty which began with O’Banion. O’Banion yielded to Hymie Weiss who was replaced by “Schemer” Drucci, who was succeeded by “Bugs” Moran. And Moran tonight was missing; while seven of his chief aids lay dead.

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Greetings fellow Obecians: My name is Todd and allow me to introduce you to my best bud Sampson.

Sampson is a gentle 160 pound six year old Dogue de Bordeaux, otherwise known as a French Mastiff. We can be found cruising the streets of OB or running wild down at dog beach. He’s an intimidating giant but don’t be afraid to say hi if you happen to see us getting a drink at Raglan or sippin bloody mary’s over at Shades. We love our walks around town and meeting our good neighbors. We hope to see you around town!

Dog’s Name: Sampson

How did your dog get its name?

I was watching Half Baked when I first got him and when that part of the movie came on, “I wanna talk to Sampson… fly me to the moon…” he perked up.

From that moment on his name was Sampson.

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What’s his best attribute?

He loves to stalk passerbyers in front of the house. He will bolt from one end of the yard at full speed towards the fence while letting out a horrendous bark toward anyone who may pause in front of the house long enough.

What is his worse attribute?

He can Drool! I’ll say that twice to really drive home the point. When that head shakes you can count on drool flying everywhere. Look out!

What’s your dog’s favorite band?

Talking Heads

How would your dog save the world?

I don’t think he would. I see him taking the position of “You’re on your own there buddy”

What is your dog’s favorite beer?

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What is your dog’s favorite flower?

Ranunculus

What is your dog’s favorite food?

Raw rack of ribs or a Rib Eye.

What’s your dogs favorite quote?

It’s not the size of the dog in the fight; it’s the size of the fight in the dog. But it’s good to have both!

Send a photo of your dog and answer the same questions to be included in our next ‘Dogumentary’ email: trevordesigns@yahoo.com Special thanks to Kevin Bray for the inspiration to start this column.

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the ob sound

If you think thats the name of the teacher you had in high school, you might be right, however the ‘Ottly Mercer’ I am speaking of is one of the best, up tempo reggae bands you will hear in OB or any where else for that matter. I say ‘upbeat reggae bands’ because before today I wasn’t too educated on the history of ska and reggae.

An afternoon of roots, rock, reggae… and croquet left me with a clearer picture of one of my favorite local bands as well as the sound that inspired them.

While some interviews are done on a golf course this interview took place in a back yard during a game of croquet. The wire hoop that the ball travels through is called a wicket, and with each passing wicket the plot of the interview unwound.

Mikem as the pillars, Tasi (bass) and Rudy (organ) move around like a couple of dogs in heat at a poodle convention.

Jason is a force on the drums, Heavy D continually hypes and sings the crowd into a controlled frenzy.

There’s a reason these guys have the annual gig at Gallagher’s on Halloween and recently played Tango Del Rey on New Years Eve, it’s a good freaking show!

Boom flex – What are your Favorite Venues?

The Sound - The Belly Up, Atmosphere, The Casbah International and Tahiti Felix in T.J but overall I would have to say Gallagher’s is the closest to our heart.

So far the most memorable day in Ottly Mercer’s history was ‘double gigger’ after playing at the OB Pier at 10 am for the Paddle for Clean Water Benefit. The guys opened for the Slackers later that night, now that’s the opposite of slacking to me.

Wicket 1 – Origin of Ottly Mercer The Band: Vocals - David “Heavy D” Garcia Bass - Tasi Yandall.

Drums - Jason Yandall.

Guitar - Tyler French.

Guitar - Mike Merriam.

Organ - Rudy Guzman Friends and family brought these cats together.

Hailing from East County’s Mt. Miguel High School, the band was formed in an organic way. Tyler and Mike got together playing ska and southern rock tunes.

The jams were tight which inevitably led to the “let’s start a band and take over the world discussion.” says Rudy. Not ever playing the bass, Tasi borrows a cousin’s bass and takes to the beast quickly. Tasi brings in his brother, Jason, who picks up drums in a similar fashion as Tasi. The ball is rolling but who would sing? After a driving incident left Heavy D with no license and not much to do other than hang out with his homies, consisting of the Yandalls and crew. Soon D starts grooving to their music and lyrics start to escape from his mouth and soul.

In 2009, the fully formed band starts jamming as often as they could and wherever they could, all the while trying to avoid not being shut down by San Diego’s Finest. The band was now ready to play their first gig. After all isn’t this the best way that bands are formed? friends that have a similar interest in music.They share good times as the music plays and it becomes the soundtrack to their lives and collective experience.

Then one day inspiration grew into movement and the music started to flow. Many times, as musicians get older, players find each other and decide to start a project and this formula works well, Ottly Mercer is the name of a teacher that Tyler and Mike had in High School.

Mr. Mercer often found himself in numerous, humorous situations, so it helped that his name was memorable, memorable enough to inspire a band na me.

Wicket 4 – The Tunes:

Youtube some of their hits, such as, Ska Tune,Tuff Get Ruff, Summertime, Hot Milk, Fancy Miss Cooke,CrystalBlue, Shuffle, Death Barrel and down the rabbit hole you go. Enjoy.

Wicket 5 – Future

For a band that has opened for Roddy Radiation of The Specials, the future is bright and wide open.

Look for Ottly Mercer to continue playing all over OB and San Diego. Gigs are in the works for LA and

Wicket 2 – The Sound How would you describe your sound?

Heavy D – “We make music that makes babies later that night.”

Tasi – “Good times and high energy, we get ya moving!”

Soon the interview became a musical history lesson; Ska and Reggae 101, riding, walking and talking bass lines especially with accents on the upbeat that grew in to the genre of ska that took root in Jamaica.

The seed later morphed into reggae. Ska had its own linear growth which inspired three separate waves of ska. The first wave was in the 60’s and was characterized as a blend of the Caribbean sound mixed with American jazz and R&B. When you hear this sound in bands such as The Skatalites and Jimmy Cliff. Horns were a main voice of the music, a music that spoke to a new-free Jamaica out from under the United Kingdom’s rule.

The native black community had a new sound that was soon to be stitched into the music tapestry of the universe. It didn’t take long for the white British kids residing on the island to take notice and join the movement, sound familiar? This new blend formed the second wave, ‘2 tone ska’.

Keeping the guitars and piano ska-ing on the offbeats, 2 tone ska formed in England in the 70s.

While the name 2 tone did not mean the integration of two skin tones, the merging of black and white truly happened during this time.

Wicket 6 – Shout Outs

The music embodied Jamaican rhythm and melodies, accompanied by the more aggressive punk style that was prevalent at the time. Some of the heavy hitters of this wave were ‘The Specials’ and ‘The English Beat’ The fans of this music were working class, anti pop culture trend setters. Ironically, they were named skinheads, both white and black. Unfortunately , the ‘skinheads’ decayed into a style of hate and separation.

The third wave is the sound most people associate with ska, the fast driving rhythms, the punk attitude, and a free form style performed by bands such as ‘Reel Big Fish’, ‘Sublime’ and ‘The Mighty Mighty Bosstones’ The momentum of the genre helped it become mainstream, and soon it was eaten up by the suburbs.

Well enough history for now, Ottly Mercer’s sound is a blend of all three of these waves. The first and second waves are the true root of their sound though and this makes them different and refreshing when compared to most of the ska groups of today.

Wicket 3 – Performances High energy and tight sound is always a sure blueprint for a great live band.

Ottly Mercer is a prime example of this when done correctly. The two guitar players, Tyler and

The friends and family of Ottly Mercer include, 2000 Tons of Steel, The Combos, Whiskey Avengers, Almagamated, The French Connection, Mochilero All Stars, and Tim Piles of 94.9 FM.

Match Completed

Okay, this game of croquet has come to an end.

A feeling of accomplishment is shared by all. Obecians are blessed to have Ottly Mercer in town. Do your part, follow the boys on Youtube or Facebook for upcoming gigs. Also they are available on iTunes. The jams will keep you moving in the right direction as you live the good beach life and beyond. Thanks for the read. Comments, questions, and suggestions can be sent to gratefuljoe1221@gmail.com.

Story by Joe Jough ‘Boom Flex’

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Celebrity Sightings in OB this Month Spot a celebrity in OB! Send it to: trevordesigns@yahoo.com

Frida Kahlo Janet Gaynor

Actress and Painter, Janet Gaynor was seen just north of lifeguard Tower Two this past week. Looking gorgeous as ever, don’t forget that sunscreen Janet!

Salvador Dali

Well what do you know? another O.B Farmers Market and another trip to the Joint!

Something about the Farmers Market seems to bring out the ‘celebs’ not to mention the freaks. After a fun filled trip to the farmers market, Cee Cee and I crossed the threshold of the Joint once again. Was it the cold unfiltered Nigury, the super fresh fish or the friendly faces that brought me back? I couldn’t tell but after a few shots of Saki and a large bottle of Sapporo it really didn’t matter much. I was having a conversation with young couple at the bar when our attention was drawn to a tall slender man at the opposite end of the bar. He had the most extravagent handle bar moustach not to mention eye balls like that of a Blue Fin Tuna bugging out of his head.

He was waving his arms frantically and engaging in a conversation with Big Mike, the proprietor of the establishment. Every one seemed giddy for some reason, so when Aubrey one of the beautiful members of the staff returned, I asked her what all the fuss was all about?. She explained that Mike was in a meeting with the Italian surrealistic artist, Salvador Dali. Apparently they were proofing some designs for the Joint’s new T shirt.

I was on my way back from a beautiful walk on Sunset Cliffs and worked up quite an appetite. Decided to stop by ‘Ranchos Cocina’ for lunch and a cold one. It was such a beautiful day, I chose to sit outside in the wonderful garden patio and ordered the ‘Camarones al Mojo al Ajo’ (Shrimp in Garlic) combo and a Negra Modelo. As I waited for my lunch listening to the birds singing I couldn’t help but notice this beautiful woman walk in dressed in a very colorful tradtional Mexican dress. Then I noticed she had a unibrow and thought wow! she could be Frida Kahlo’s twin. Then I realized it was Frida!

Immediatly I wanted to approach her and introduce myself, I thought hmmm, maybe I could show her around O.B.?

A better idea was to just let her enjoy her lunch. I’m sure it reminded her of her ‘Casa Azul’ in Coyoacan, Mexico. When I finished lunch I walked by Frida, smiled and she gave me a warm smile back.

Al Capone

Jefferson Jay was hosting another ‘Open Jam’ at Winstons. I stepped out back with ‘Boom Flex’to get a breath of ‘fresh air’, we were discussing the evolution of the ‘Open Jam’ in contrast to the standard open mic. Flex was explaning the difference between the regimented open mike compared with the free style essence of the open jam. We began smoking ‘American Spirits’, when a giant Cadillac Town Sedan pulled up. Two men exited the vehicle.

They stood by the back door conversing for a while.

I later found out that Al Capone was ‘dropping off some product’. I am sure everything was on the up and up.

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The Wall Street Crash, 1929

he “Roaring 20s” that followed the end of World War I was a period of prosperity for most Americans. As the economy grew, stock prices soared. By the end of the decade, as many as 25 million Americans had placed money in the stock market in order to share in the wealth. The best part of the process was that you didn’t need a lot of cash to join the party. You could buy your stock on margin. That is, borrow the money for your stock purchase using the value of the stock itself as collateral. It is estimated that by 1929, the total amount of debt amassed by the practice had reached six billion dollars.

It was a house of cards that remained erect as long as stocks continued to increase in value. However, if stock prices plummeted, the whole rickety structure could collapse.

The tremors that would eventually destroy this flimsy economic edifice made their first rumblings in September 1929. The market dropped sharply at the beginning of the month but rose again only to drop and rise again. The rollercoaster ride continued in October as the beginning of the month saw another drop followed by another burst of strength. Then came Black Thursday – October 24 – when a drop in stock prices triggered a burst of panic-selling so frantic that it overwhelmed the Stock Exchange’s ability to keep track of the transactions.

Wall Street financers were able to reverse the downward plunge only by buying as many shares of stock as they could over the next two days. It was a temporary victory.

Monday’s opening bell unleashed a frenzy of selling that soon turned into an uncontrolled panic that continued for the rest of the trading day. The following day – Black Tuesday, October 29 – saw the previous day’s panic turn into bedlam on the trading floor.

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tumble, you’d see some poor devil collapse roaring business. Messenger boys and the Exchange. The selling pressure was and fall to the floor.” This was the Crash, runners raced through the streets whooping wholly without precedent. It was coming although few could see it at the time. The and singing at the tops of their lungs. Slum from everywhere. The wires to other cities Market continued its decline but never as children invaded the district to play with were jammed with frantic orders to sell. dramatic. Thirty billion dollars had been balls of ticker tape. Well-dressed gentlemen So were the cables, radio and telephones lost - more than twice the national debt. The fell asleep in lunch counters. All the to Europe and the rest of the world. Buyers nation reeled, and slipped into the depths of downtown hotels, rooming houses, even were few, sometimes wholly absent. Often flophouses were full of financial employees the specialists stood baffled at their posts, the Great Depression. who usually slept in the Bronx. It was sellers pressing around them and not a single “This was real panic.”

Jonathan Leonard was a reporter who probably Wall Street’s worst night. Not only buyer at any price.

This was real panic. It was what the was on the scene as Wall Street tumbled. We had the day been bad, but everybody down to the youngest office boy had a pretty good banks had prevented on Thursday, had join his story following “Black Thursday.”

“That Saturday and Sunday Wall Street idea of what was going to happen tomorrow. slowed on Monday. Now they were helpless.

These noble but childish dabbles in mass Reportedly they were trying to force their hummed with week-day activity. The great buildings were ablaze with lights all night as psychology failed as utterly as might have associated corporations to toss their buying sleepy clerks fought desperately to get the been expected. Even the more substantial power into the whirlpool, but they were accounts in shape for the Monday opening. contributions of U.S. Steel and American getting no results. Albert Conway, New York Horrified brokers watched the selling orders Can in the shape of $1 extra dividends had State Superintendent of Insurance, took the accumulate. It wasn’t a flood; it was a deluge. the same fate. Ordinarily such action would dubious step of urging the companies under Everybody wanted to sell-the man with have sent the respective stocks shooting his jurisdiction to buy common stocks. If five shares and the man with ten thousand. upward, but in the present mood of the public they did so, their buying was insufficient to Evidently the week-end cheer barrage had it created not the slightest ripple of interest. halt the rout.”

Steel and Can plunged down as steeply as not hit its mark.

Monday was a rout for the banking pool, if they had canceled their dividends entirely. References: This account appears in: Leonard, which was still supposed to be ‘on guard.’ If The next day, Tuesday, the 29th of October, it did any net buying at all, which is doubtful, was the worst of all. In the first half hour Jonathan Norton, Three Years Down (1944); the market paid little attention. Leading 3,259,800 shares were traded, almost a full Allen, Frederick, Lewis, Since Yesterday: the stocks broke through the support levels as day’s work for the laboring machinery of 30’s in America (1972). soon as trading started and kept sinking all day. Periodically the news would circulate that the banks were about to turn the tide as they had done on Thursday, but it didn’t happen. A certain cynicism developed in the board rooms as the day wore on. Obviously the big financial interests had abandoned the market to its fate, probably intending to pick up the fragments cheap when the wreck hit the final bottom. ‘Very well,’ said the little man, ‘I shall do the same.’

When the market finally closed, 9,212,800 shares had been sold. The Times index of 25 industrials fell from 367.42 to 318.29. The whole list showed alarming losses, and margin calls were on their way to those speculators who had not already sold out.

That night Wall Street was lit up like a Christmas tree. Restaurants, barber shops, and speakeasies were open and doing a

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Air Cooled Mysteries “Magic Bus” Delilah, One Saucy 1971 (Westy Pop Top)

It all began In 2001, on a journey to find a VW bus. I was living in Florida at the time and my girlfriend Cee Cee headed to Fort Lauderdale to look at several buses hoping she would find her perfect match.

She first looked at a 1969 bus and then a 1970, and then finally found a beautiful 1971 turquoise Westfalia with the sexy pop top.

“I opened the slider, and knew she was the one.” I sat on the Z -bed for 5 minutes and said “Oh yeah, her name is Delilah”.

After she had sealed the deal, she drove the 2,634 mile journey back to her home town of Ocean Beach.

And this is where I come in, eleven years later I joined Cee Cee on an epic journey back to Florida, by way of New Orleans for Jazz Fest, Alabama for Hang Fest, gathering much love from friends and family along the way.

We picked up one of Cee Cee’s fellow busers from the ‘Full Moon Bus Club’ (Kevin 77) Keven is a saint, he worked on Delilah for over a week donating a front beam and some C.V joints from his vast collection. It’s a long story . . .

We caravanned Delilah and Kevin’s 1977 Pea Green Westy (‘Gus’), toward the fore mentioned ‘Hang Out Fest’.

We were ‘Cruz-in’, Blue grass a blaring, doing at least 50 mph down the old quaint road ways of Alabama toward our destination. All of a sudden our G.P.S lost signal, we were lost in the middle of nowhere. We had only one option, talk to a human being!

We puttered on a way until we stumbled across a Frazee paint store, on the outskirts of town. Humans, I thought?.

Pulling off into the adjoining parking lot we saw two men frantically exiting the store. They began running toward us shouting, “No way, no way, we partied in this bus in Fort Lauderdale, back in 2001. We had just left a Dead show.This bus was stuck in the sand and there was a party going on in the back, they had balloons and EVERYTHING. “Pretty Cosmic” I thought and then I realized that the two men were covered from head to tow in the exact shade of turquoise that Delila is painted . Now, “That’s Far Out Man”.

Did Matt And Cee Cee ever make it to Hang Out Fest?

Will Chad Arendt run into Kevin 77?

Did Kevin 77 have vapor lock?

We may never Know ????

Stay Cool, Matt and Cee Cee Stay tuned to the next Mind blowing Chapter of ‘Air Cooled Mysteries’ If you have a cosmic ‘Air Cooled Tale’. Send it, along with a photo to: ObChronicle@gmail.com.

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Casual Elegance: The Venetian

By Kimberly Rotter

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he Giacalone family has watched Ocean Beach change from a low-key, low-profile hippie haven into a mecca of creativity and small businesses, and a rendezvous for Pacific coast lovers of every social, cultural and economic background.

Blending right in with the easy-going spirit of the neighborhood, the Venetian was founded by the family in 1965. It is a superb, casual dining Italian restaurant located at 3663 Voltaire Street, nestled comfortably near the affluent hilltop mansions of Point Loma and up the hill from the surfer pads by the Avalanche break.

Over nearly half a century, the Venetian has grown to be as integral to Ocean Beach as the Pier, Dog Beach and Newport Avenue’s antique malls.

Most OBcians have enjoyed a meal at the Venetian.

People in the know regularly dine there. On a recent visit, the owners of Lucy’s Tavern were spotted at a patio table. The Director of St. Peters Preschool says, “I order Venetian pizzas for my teachers and staff at least once a month.”

The restaurant is highly rated for the quality of its cuisine and standard of service. TripAdvisor and CitySearch websites each give it 4.5 stars. Zagat awards a score of 25 out of 30 (one point shy of “perfection”).

No surprise that the Venetian has been honored with several Gold Medallions from the California Restaurant Association, as well as more than its share of “Best of” awards.

A recent major remodeling brought the Venetian’s look and feel solidly into the 21st century. The new décor is elegant and tasteful. Soft lighting in the blond maple ceiling and the glossy, earth-toned concrete floor accent the welcoming mood. The main room allows each table to have space and privacy. Booth seats invite intimacy and comfort with high backs and leather upholstery. Mahogany wainscoting and trim add to the modern country look. Artwork is being installed piece by piece because the proprietors are highly selective and commission original works only from artists who are already in high demand.

The enclosed patio – popular in San Diego restaurants – features dark, wide plank flooring, twinkling white lights, and an open floor plan suitable for families and parties. This is where a full bar waters the cheerful regulars.

They know your name Owners Frank and Joe Giacalone (sons of the founder) take turns running the show. They know most of their clients by name and are quick to introduce themselves to customers they don’t recognize. You might notice that after greeting and chatting the owner-on-duty disappears into the kitchen. This ensures

that favorite dishes stay true to original family recipes.

The food Our meal started with Mediterranean scallops, a Venetian signature dish. The ocean bivalves served here are huge and prepared with delicacy, always tender and mild. My husband and I decided that this was the best scallop dish that ever graced our table, without

doubt. Presentation was with a tomato basil marinade, accompanied by nicely toasted garlic bread.

Next, we were delighted by the kick in the steamed clam buttery-dash-of-garlic sauce. Turns out that chili flakes contributed the fun bit of zest. Savory flavors captivated. We were equally intrigued by the taste of a roasted tomato sauce that was different from the recipe used on the scallops. Like a couple of waifs we polished off our plates much too quickly.

After taking our time to share freshly baked bread rolls (served with sun-dried tomato butter) accompanied by a lovely mixed green salad and a cup of hearty lentil soup, we moved on to our choice of entrees: manicotti and chicken piccata. Venetian manicotti begins with pasta made by hand in the kitchen, which is then stuffed with three different cheeses, baked in a rich, dark red marinara sauce and drizzled with béchamel. Served on a hot plate, it is without doubt an Italian delight made into an edible work of art.

The piccata was chicken breast dusted with breading, sautéed in butter, lemon, capers and parsley and served with penne pasta under a chunky fresh tomato sauce. Altogether, a wonderful, life-affirming aria, a Casta Diva of dishes. Tangy lemon and capers gave it an encore.

The menu and prices At its founding the Venetian started as a pizzeria and they never forgot how to get it right. The menu also has other, traditional Italian dishes featuring veal, chicken, eggplant, shellfish, cheese and many sorts of pasta, as one would expect from a truly Italian, Italian restaurant. Desserts are heavenly and crafted on site. The tiramisu is from an original recipe that has a wonderfully light mousse texture. We highly recommended an order, if only to share.

Prices are competitive for casual dining in San Diego. A resourceful diner on a budget can put together a five-star shared meal for two for $30 to $40. A pizza dinner costs even less, $12.75 and up. Appetizers are currently around $3.75 to $14.75, entrees a modest $9.25 to $22.75. Wine pairings are available beginning at $23 per bottle. A full selection of food and wine can be reviewed at Venetian1965.com. Click “Menu” at the top of the page. For daily specials and reservations call (619) 223-8197.

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I caught up with Wyatt Earp last sunday at Cheswick’s, we talked gunslinging over a few too many shots of Yukon Jack, not the best combination!

“I was a fair hand with pistol, rifle, or shotgun, but I learned more about gunfighting from Tom Speer’s cronies during the summer of ‘71 than I had dreamed was in the book. Those old-timers took their gunplay seriously, which was natural under the conditions in which they lived.

Shooting, to them, was considerably more than aiming at a mark and pulling a trigger.

Models of weapons, methods of wearing them, means of getting them into action and operating them, all to the one end of combining high speed with absolute accuracy, contributed to the frontiersman’s shooting skill. The sought-after degree of proficiency was that which could turn to most effective account the split-second between life and death. Hours upon hours of practice, and wide experience in actualities supported their arguments over style.

The most important lesson I learned from those proficient gunfighters was the the winner of a gunplay usually was the man who took his time. The second was that, if I hoped to live long on the frontier, I would shun flashy trick-shooting -- grandstand play -- as I would poison.

When I say that I learned to take my time in a gunfight, I do not wish to be misunderstood, for the time to be taken was only that split fraction of a second that means the difference between deadly accuracy with a sixgun and a miss. It is hard to make this clear to a man who has never been in a gunfight. Perhaps I can best describe such time taking as going into action with the greatest speed of which a man’s muscles are capable, but mentally unflustered by an urge to hurry or the need for complicated nervous and muscular actions which trick-shooting involves. Mentally deliberate, but muscularly faster than thought, is what I mean.

In all my life as a frontier police officer, I did not know a really proficient gunfighter who had anything but contempt for the gun-fanner, or the man who literally shot from the hip. In later years I read a great deal about this type of gunplay, supposedly employed by men noted for skill with a forty-five.

From personal experience and numerous six-gun battles which I witnessed, I can only support the opinion advanced by the men who gave me my most valuable instruction in fast and accurate shooting, which was that the gun-fanner and hipshooter stood small chance to live against a man who, as old Jack Gallagher always put it, took his time and pulled the trigger once.

Cocking and firing mechanisms on new revolvers were almost invariably altered by their purchasers in the interests of smoother, effortless handling, usually by filing the dog which controlled the hammer, some going so far as to remove triggers entirely or lash them against the guard, in which cases the guns were fired by thumbing the hammer. This is not to be confused with fanning, in which the triggerless gun is held in one hand while the other was brushed rapidly across the hammer to cock the gun, and firing it by the weight of the hammer itself. A skillful gunfanner could fire five shots from a fortyfive so rapidly that the individual reports were indistinguishable, but what could happen to him in a gunfight was pretty close to murder.

I saw Jack Gallagher’s theory borne out so many times in deadly operation that I was never tempted to forsake the principles of gunfighting as I had them from him and his associates.

There was no man in the Kansas City group who was Wild Bill’s equal with a six-gun. Bill’s correct name, by the way, was James B. Hickok. Legend and the imaginations of certain people have exaggerated the number of men he killed in gunfights and have misrepresented the manner in which he did his killing. At that, they could not very well overdo his skill with pistols.

Hickok knew all the fancy tricks and was as good as the best at that sort of gunplay, but when he had serious business at hand, a man to get, the acid test of marksmanship, I doubt if he employed them. At least, he told me that he did not.

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him fan a gun, shoot from the hip, or try to fire two pistols simultaneously. Neither have I ever heard a reliable old-timer tell of any trick-shooting employed by Hickok when fast straight-shooting meant life or death.

That two-gun business is another matter that can stand some truth before the last of the old-time gunfighters has gone on. They wore two guns, most of six-gun toters did, and when the time came for action went after them with both hands. But they didn’t shoot them that way.

Primarily, two guns made the threat of something in reserve; they were useful as a display of force when a lone man stacked up against a crowd. Some men could shoot equally well with either hand, and in a gunplay might alternate their fire; others exhausted the loads from the gun on the right, or the left, as the case might be, then shifted the reserve weapon to the natural shooting hand if that was necessary and possible. Such a move -- the border shift -- could be made faster than the eye could follow a top-notch gun-thrower, but if the man was as good as that, the shift would seldom be required.

Whenever you see a picture of some two-gun man in action with both weapons held closely against his hips and both spitting smoke together, you can put it down that you are looking at the picture of a fool, or a fake. I remeber quite a few of these so-called two-gun men who tried to operate everything at once, but like the fanners, they didn’t last long in proficient company.

In the days of which I am talking, among men whom I have in mind, when a man went after his guns, he did so with a single, serious purpose. There was no such thing as a bluff; when a gunfighter reached for his forty-five, every faculty he owned was keyed to shooting as speedily and as accurately as possible, to making his first shot the last of the fight. He just had to think of his gun solely as something with which to kill another before he himself could be killed. The possiblity of intimidating an antagonist was remote, although the ‘drop’ was thoroughly respected, and

few men in the West would draw against it. I have seen men so fast and so sure of themselves that they did go after their guns while men who intended to kill them had them covered, and what is more win out in the play. They were rare. It is safe to say, for all general purposes, that anything in gunfighting that smacked of show-off or bluff was left to braggarts who were ignorant or careless of their lives.

I might add that I never knew a man who amounted to anything to notch his gun with ‘credits,’ as they were called, for men he had killed. Outlaws, gunmen of the wild crew who killed for the sake of brag, followedthis custom. I have worked with most of the noted peace officers -Hickok, Billy Tilghman, Pat Sughre, Bat Masterson, Charlie Basset, and others of like caliber -- have handled their weapons many times, but never knew one of them to carry a notched gun.

There are two other points about the old-time method of using six-guns most effectively that do not seem to be generally known. One is that the gun was not cocked with the ball of the thumb. As his gun was jerked into action, the old-timer closed the whole joint of his thumb over the hammer

and the gun was cocked in that fashion.

The soft flesh of the thumb ball might slip if a man’s hands were moist, and a slip was not to be chanced if humanly avoidable.

This thumb-joint method was employed whether or not a man used the trigger for firing.

On the second point, I have often been asked why five shots without reloading were all a top-notch gunfighter fired, when his guns were chambered for six cartridges. The answer is, merely, safety. To ensure against accidental discharge of the gun while in the holster, due to hair-trigger adjustment, the hammer rested upon an empty chamber. As widely as this was known and practiced, the number of cartridges a man carried in his six-gun may be taken as an indication of a man’s rank with the gunfighters of the old school. Practiced gun-wielders had too much respect for their weapons to take unnecessary chances with them; it was only with tyros and would-bes that you heard of accidental discharges or didn’t-know-it-was-loaded injuries in the country where carrying a Colt’s was a man’s prerogative.”

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The OB Dollar Store

Did you hear? OB has a new dollar store.

Store owners are young newlywed couple Zack and Stephany.

Zack and Stephany have always lived in San Diego, Zack moved to OB when he was 20 and has lived in OB for four years. Today both are locals in OB, and really love living here.

The store is still in its first year since opening in February. They offer a large variety of items, ranging from kids toys, cleaning items,

pet items, and a lot more worth checking out.

What do we like to do? Stephany- Likes to do outdoor activities like camping, and hiking.

Zack- Likes to read books, and watch movies at the theatres.

Why a dollar store? Originally we wanted to start a small Hawaiian café, but as time went on we realized that OB does not have a dollar store; the café was a much harder process too, and so we opened up OB Dollar Store. We still liked our logo from the Hawaiian café concept, so that’s the reasoning behind our logo being a wave and sea turtle.

How’s life in OB? For us its a new adventure, and the people of OB have been really welcoming.

How do we sell at such a low price? A lot of people ask how we do it, and it isn’t because of special connections or anything. We’re happy to sell at such a low price, because people appreciate it, and the idea really is, we just need to sell more, but it’s a win-win, because that means we need more people to get a good deal. People really are sometimes shocked by what they find for a dollar, and its just cool to see their enthusiasm.

Closing: The store is located across from the old Appletree parking lot, nothing is more than a dollar, next time you need something go check them out, as the store motto says “why pay more, try your local dollar store.”

Guess this mob have not heard about TheTilted Stick, OB’s #1 Speakeasy!

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Sadly Departed

Charles Goodnight

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Why We Love Stump’s Continued . . .

Dear Dirk and Bob, Joan Grange here, Thank you for all your help.

As promised, here is the recipe for those award winning Irish Breakfast Sausages I spoke of. I got the recipe from my local butcher, Tom Carpenter in Dublin.

Sorry it took so long.

I hope this makes it in time for St. Patricks Day. O.K. here it is.

22lb of pork meat 14lb of pork fat.

5lb of Rusk.

7.5lb of water 15 oz of seasoning.

**The Following recipe is for making a bulk seasoning to be added to multiple batches of sausages, 15 0z at a time.

I took the liberty to adjust recipe to make one batch of sausages. See adjusted seasoning recipe below Seasoning mix.

9lb dairy salt 2.5lb white pepper 12oz ground nutmeg 4oz ground coriander 10oz ground sage.

C. Start

Dolores Costello

‘Adjusted Seasoning recipe’ 290g. dairy salt 82g. white pepper 24g. ground nutmag 8.5g of ground coriander 20g of ground sage Thanks again Joan Grange

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emerging artists

“I don’t do drugs.

I am drugs.”

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Hot on the art scene is Salvador Domingo Felipe Jacinto Dalí i Domènech, 1st Marqués de Dalí de Pubol known as Salvador Dalí is a prominent Spanish Catalan surrealist painter born in Figueres, Spain.

Dalí is a skilled draftsman, best known for the striking and bizarre images in his surrealist work. His painterly skills are often attributed to the influence of Renaissance masters. His best-known work so far is ‘The Persistence of Memory’. Dalí’s expansive artistic repertoire include film, sculpture, and photography, in collaboration with a range of artists in a variety of media.

Dalí attribues his “love of everything that is gilded and excessive, my passion for luxury and my love of oriental clothes” to an “Arab lineage”, claiming that his ancestors were descended from the Moors.

Dalí is highly imaginative, and enjoys indulging in unusual and grandiose behavior. His eccentric manner and attentiongrabbing public actions sometimes draw more attention than his artwork, to the dismay of those who held his work in high esteem, and to the irritation of his critics.

Watch for more from this eccentric and superb artist. I have a feeing he has many more tricks up his sleeve.

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SASHIMI CYCLONE Now Serving at The Joint in Ocean Beach

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The Persistence of Memory

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Frida Kahlo de Rivera (Spanish pronunciation: [ˈfɾiða ˈkalo]; born Magdalena Carmen Frieda Kahlo y Calderón; July 6, 1907, is a Mexican painter who is best known for her self-portraits.

Kahlo’s life began in Mexico City, in her home known as the Blue House. She gave her birth date as July 7, 1910, but her birth certificate shows July 6, 1907.

Kahlo had allegedly wanted the year of her birth to coincide with the year of the beginning of the Mexican Revolution so that her life would begin with the birth of modern Mexico. Her work is celebrated in Mexico as emblematic of national and indigenous tradition, and by feminists for its uncompromising depiction of the female experience and form.

Mexican culture and Amerindian cultural tradition are important in her work, which has been sometimes characterized as Naïve art or folk art. Her work has also been described as “surrealist”, and in 1938 André Breton, principal initiator of the surrealist movement, describes Kahlo’s art as a “ribbon around a bomb”.

Kahlo has a volatile marriage with the famous Mexican artist Diego Rivera. She suffers health problems, many of which are the result of a traffic accident she survived as a teenager.

Recovering from her injuries isolated her from other people and this isolation influences her works, many of which are selfportraits of one sort or another.

Kahlo suggestes, “I paint myself because I am so often alone and because I am the subject I know best.” She also states, “ I was born a painter.”

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Harvard Medical Study

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Impact of fluoride on neurological development in children

or years health experts have been unable to agree on whether fluoride in the drinking water may be toxic to the developing human brain. Extremely high levels of fluoride are known to cause neurotoxicity in adults, and negative impacts on memory and learning have been reported in rodent studies, but little is known about the substance’s impact on children’s neurodevelopment. In a meta-analysis, researchers from Harvard School of Public Health (HSPH) and China Medical University in Shenyang for the first time combined 27 studies and found strong indications that fluoride may adversely affect cognitive development in children. Based on the findings, the authors say that this risk should not be ignored, and that more research on fluoride’s impact on the developing brain is warranted.

The study was published online in Environmental Health Perspectives on July 20, 2012.

The researchers conducted a systematic review of studies, almost all of which are from China where risks from fluoride are well-established. Fluoride is a naturally occurring substance in groundwater, and exposures to the chemical are increased in some parts of China.

Virtually no human studies in this field have been conducted in the U.S., said lead author Anna Choi, research scientist in the Department of Environmental Health at HSPH. Even though many of the studies on children in China differed in many ways or were incomplete, the authors consider the data compilation and joint analysis an important first step in evaluating the potential risk. “For the first time we have been able to do a comprehensive meta-analysis that has the potential for helping us plan better studies. We want to

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make sure that cognitive development is considered as a possible target for fluoride toxicity,” Choi said.

Choi and senior author Philippe Grandjean, adjunct professor of environmental health at HSPH, and their colleagues collated the epidemiological studies of children exposed to fluoride from drinking water. The China National Knowledge Infrastructure database also was included to locate studies published in Chinese journals. They then analyzed possible associations with IQ measures in more than 8,000 children of school age; all but one study suggested that high fluoride content in water may negatively affect cognitive development.

The average loss in IQ was reported as a standardized weighted mean difference of 0.45, which would be approximately equivalent to seven IQ points for commonly used IQ scores with a standard deviation of 15.* Some studies suggested that even slightly increased fluoride exposure could be toxic to the brain. Thus, children in high-fluoride areas had significantly lower IQ scores than those who lived in low-fluoride areas. The children studied were up to 14 years of age, but the investigators speculate that any toxic effect on brain development may have happened earlier, and that the brain may not be fully capable of compensating for the toxicity.

“Fluoride seems to fit in with lead, mercury, and other poisons that cause chemical brain drain,” Grandjean says. “The effect of each toxicant may seem small, but the combined damage on a population scale can be serious, especially because the brain power of the next generation is crucial to all of us.”

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Thomas Wilfred presenting one of his lumia lightscapes.

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worlds. More so it is a world one could visit and explore. As one views these other worldly landscapes, the Lumia inhabitants seemingly became alive and aware, as if they know you are there.

The book, Sacred Destinations consists of snapshots into other worlds. It brings the reader luminance visions of things seen and things imagined. It is a world of photons, of reflection and refraction, and mostly of imagination.

To contact artist: louismbrill@gmail.com

Article by Michael Peter Langevin author of In 1955, light shows were in their infancy. It would not be until the 1960’s that they Secrets of the Ancient Incas would take the entertainment world by storm. Unknown to most people the main building block which gave birth to all light shows was Lumia. Lumia is a many splendor light art medium that is focused in a multitude of entertainment forms from theater lighting to decorative light sculptures. Lumia was discovered in the 1920s by a Danish artist, Thomas Wilfred (1889 - 1968), who is recognized as the father of the modern (20th century) light show.

While there are many kinds of light art (neon, liquid light, LEDs and lasers), Lumia stands out as an illuminated art medium where its visual presence is usually uniquely compelling to its viewers, whom after watching it a while, usually report feeling almost as if they are have entered trance-like states.

Wilfred described his Lumia compositions as “a visual experience of light with a wide range of intensity, color, and a broad spectrum of delicate forms which change with time.”

Lumia’s visual form appears as a landscape of things known and unknown. In viewing a continuously animated Lumia display, it stirs the imagination as its observers find themselves conjuring up a medley of images that is transformative of evocative shapes. Wilfred went so far as to refer to Lumia, as the 8th major fine art form. Lumia has been credited with giving birth to visual music, and has often been used as a visual stimulus tool in psychological therapies.

One of a handful of people in the world today expanding on Thomas Wilfred’s initial work is contemporary light artist Louis M. Brill. Brill constantly experiments with Lumia, as a sculptural medium and states that what he does is, “take light from its initial reference point and massage it into an ethereal presence which then expresses delight.” As a self proclaimed tinker and an inventor, Brill has always built light sculptures and “projection devices” in varying formats to show off his light imagery, in artistic settings.

Brill has created entire Lumia theater shows known as the Theatre of Performing Lights.

He has recently begun an archival documentation of his light art through his web site (www. sacredlumia.com) and the publication of a book of his work with Lumia light: Sacred Destinations and Journeys Along The Way. Brill is a firm believer of the synergy of content and context. With his art, his content is the light and the context is the space it’s shown in. The context for the light art is the lack of ambient light around it when being projected. Brill has noted, “The very best lighting effect in my work is when the lights are turned off, and the room is so dark that you can take your hand carefully place it in front of your face, and NOT see it - at all.” Brill proclaims that this pure darkness becomes his blank canvas to which his Lumia projections suddenly have the appearance of “floating” in space.

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Linda Lee

I moved to OB in 1988. It was one of the best decisions I ever made in my life. I love it here. I Started to take pictures as a hobby, never thought I would get so interested. Pictures are mostly of the small beach town that I live in (Ocean Beach, San Diego). I have spent half of my life here. It is one of the coolest little beach towns left that is mostly locals. Everyone should check this place out, it is a place like no other. I am still in the learning process of taking photos and would appreciate any feedback good or bad. Please check out my Facebook page: Photos of OB by Linda Lee

Ocean Beach What it means to me To live in a place where your heart is free To roam the waves, to sail the sea To surf in a life that is meant to be Serene and simple at times can seem Floating and flying among a dream Skipping and laughing I want to scream How special this place The magic drips from the seam Ocean Beach how many ways Can I tell you you’re unique I count the days Like the endless crash of point break waves On Sunset Cliffs in sandy caves Hold it close my friends like a warm new love Listen to it coo like morning dove Feel it embrace your soul like a glove And rise to the ether We rise above Ocean Beach tell me its true That this dream’s for me this dream’s for you It’s this love of life that binds us like glue In a paradise lost in a city down south At the San Diego river poised upon the mouth Where egrets and osprey play all day Where doggies can wag their woes away So I thank my Mom and Dad Who helped put me upon the map To Tony who helped me find my way back To a utopian vision that’s just a little wack So Ocean Beach embrace me once more You just might have to pick me up off the floor If I could find a way to step through the door Where our hearts run free Our souls can climb the tree of life And love And mind’s bounty Of seven square miles surrounded by reality -Bryan (Honeybear) Decker

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Tower Two Beach Cafe offering great values in a pet friendly atmosphere

Join Tower Two Beach Cafe on just about any day of the week and you are bound to be welcomed by great values and service. A pet friendly, beachfront cafe, Tower Two offers live music, happy hour rates and daily breakfast specials. Family owned and operated, they are a great place to start your day, or finish it off while enjoy the sunset across the patio. Visit them today!

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Espresso Cucina Re-opens Cabrillo National Monument Celebrates 100 Years

Date: Sat, 03/15/2014 - 5:30pm The Cabrillo National Monument Foundation is celebrating the 100th Anniversary of the Monumnet and you are invited to join them - Saturday, March 15th, with the gates opening at 5:30pm. The night will be a wonderful celebration of history with a sunset walk to the lighthouse at 6:00pm followed by dinner, drinks, dancing and a silent auction. California casual attire with complimentary parking.

For more information on the Monument or the Foundation visit them online at www.cnmf.org.

SHADES Pet Adoption

Date: Sun, 03/16/2014 - 10:00am - 2:00pm Thank you for joining us!

If you are one of our Dog Lover friends, we hope you

can help us spread the word and join us on March 16th . With your help, over 175 deserving pets found forever homes in 2012 and 2013 at our events – let’s make 2014 an even bigger year!

OBMA Crime Prevention

Date: Tue, 03/18/2014 - 8:30am The November 2013 meeting will be held at the Newbreak Coffee & Cafe at 1959 Abbott St. The OBMA Crime Prevention Committee meets the 3rd Tuesday of every month at 8:30am.

Please call the office at 619-224-4906 for information about the location of this committee meeting. Unless otherwise stated, the OBMA Crime Prevention Committee meetings take place at the OBMA office, 1868 Bacon St., 92107.

Committee Chair: Julie Klein from Julie Designs and Co-Chair: Mary Orem from Villa de Loma Apartments.

For almost 40 years “Espresso” has been a fixture in the OB community. The restaurant is now re-opened under new ownership.

“Espresso Cucina” has a brand new look and is open Wednesday through Monday for dinner and take out from 4:30pm to 9:30pm, and closed on Tuesdays. The employees you know and love are still there and ready to walk you through the new menu which includes Create Your Own Pizza and some of the old favorites.

For more information call 619-224-2227.

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The Cravory opens their first storefront Congratulations!

Congratulations to the OB Farmers Market mainstay, The Cravory, for the recent opening of their first storefront located at 3960 W. Pt. Loma Blvd., San Diego, CA 92110. Don’t you worry - even though they have had great success at their storefront location (opening over Valentine’s Day weekend was a great idea!), you can continue to enjoy them at the OB Farmers Market and purchase them from several local businesses. To learn more about them, read the excerpt from their website below: The Cravory cookies are the ultimate cookie experience, with a soft cookie center and perfectly baked surface that provides both a gooey and crisp cookie eating venture. The Cravory was co-founded in 2009 by three young entrepreneurs, Adam Koven, Nate Ransom, and Derek Jaeger who are extremely passionate about food and absolutely addicted to cookies. Over the cupcake craze and all about texture, they set out to fulfill their dream of creating a cookie company that would allow customers to indulge in a playful luxury that satisfies both the sweet and savory taste buds of cookie lovers, with an edge.

Un Chien Andalou (An Andalusian Dog) is a silent surrealist short

film by the Spanish director Luis Buñuel and artist Salvador Dalí.

The film has no plot in the conventional sense of the word. The chronology of the film is disjointed, jumping from the initial “once upon a time” to “eight years later” without the events or characters changing very much.

Diary Of A Lost Girl Thymiane is a beautiful young girl who is

not having a storybook life. Her governess, Elizabeth, is thrown out of her home when she is pregnant, only to be later found drown. That same day, her father already has a new governess named Meta. Meinert, downstairs druggist, takes advance of her and gets Thymiane pregnant.

When she refuses to marry, her baby is taken from her and she is put into a strict girls reform school. The story thickens and we don’t want to spoil it for you.

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Proprietors, Brenda and Jong are genuinely concerned with keeping Ocean Beach a very special place and it shows.

O’Bistro is a beautiful haven to escape the hustle & bustle, even if just for a while.

The food is phenomenal, as is the service.

Take a visit, you won’t be disappointed!

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Dogs are welcome in the exterior patio, which is weather protected, heaters are offered at all tables.

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Hugh ‘Bulldog’ Drummond is a British WWI veteran who longs for some excitement after he returns to the humdrum existence of civilian life. He gets what he’s looking for when a girl requests his help in freeing her uncle from a nursing home. She believes the home is just a front and that her uncle is really being held captive while the culprits try to extort his fortune from him

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