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Eyes were popping at 7th and Montana this morning as an Anonymous Newcomer -- no doubt unaware of the cast of characters at Our Favorite Starbucks -- got the shock of his life. Shortly after he sat down, the man sitting at the table next to him -- none other than the "Boy Named Sue" -- pulled a Purple Poncho and a pair of Stiletto Heels out of his suitcase and stood up to reveal that he was wearing a mini-skirt. The Newcomer gaped in astonishment as "Sue" did a quick change before his very eyes. I 
quietly got into position with my Camera Phone, intent on capturing both Sue's transformation and the Newcomer's reaction. Unfortunately, I, too, got a Big Surprise. The Newcomer quickly turned towards me, as if to ask "Is this for real?," and came face-to-face with my Camera Phone. I was caught in the act. "Smile," I muttered, "You're on Candid Camera!" He did smile, sort of, and then -- faster than you can say "Twilight Zone" -- he moved to a different table. Was it something I said ...?!?
Unemployment may have reached a 14-year high of 8.2 percent in California, but that hasn't stopped folks at 7th and Montana from Going for the Gold. Take our Friendly, Neighborhood Transvestite, otherwise known as the "Boy Named Sue." This morning he made the scene dressed like a man, but with a bold, new twist: Gold Fingernail Polish. And he's not the only one in town with a Golden Touch. Screenwriter Brothers, Mark and Rob, have been raking-in enough business lately to make Midas proud. This morning, a Friendly Talent Manager happened-by and -- just as he was ducking into Starbucks for a quick latte -- said to Mark, "Call me ... I have some projects for you with Will Ferrell and Jim Carrey ...!"
Tension was mounting at 7th and Montana this morning as a Mysterious, Unattended Suitcase appeared in our midst. "If this was an airport, they'd be sending in a Bomb Squad right about now," said Joyce, while the rest of us eyed the suitcase -- a large "wheelie" with multiple compartments -- with growing suspicion. Moments later, the owner emerged and it turned out to be someone with Plenty of Baggage to spare: the Local Eccentric otherwise known as a Boy named Sue. Last seen a month ago wearing a skin-tight miniskirt with strap-on breasts, "Sue" was a bit more subdued today. He elected to dress like a man. Speaking of elections, with just two days to go until November 4th, I prevailed on Our Favorite City Councilman, Bobby Shriver, for some more advice regarding Santa Monica politics. While I'm pretty clear on most of the statewide and local initiatives, I needed some advice regarding who -- besides Bobby -- should be on the City Council. He recommends Ted Winterer. Now my only question -- one which no one seems able to answer -- is: "Who is most qualified to be a Judge on the L.A. County Superior Court?" I'm tempted to vote for Rocky Crabb. With a name like that, you just know he's clawed his way to the top ...!
Eyes were popping at 7th and Montana this morning as an Anonymous Newcomer -- no doubt unaware of the cast of characters at Our Favorite Starbucks -- got the shock of his life. Shortly after he sat down, the man sitting at the table next to him -- none other than the "Boy Named Sue" -- pulled a Purple Poncho and a pair of Stiletto Heels out of his suitcase and stood up to reveal that he was wearing a mini-skirt. The Newcomer gaped in astonishment as "Sue" did a quick change before his very eyes. I 
quietly got into position with my Camera Phone, intent on capturing both Sue's transformation and the Newcomer's reaction. Unfortunately, I, too, got a Big Surprise. The Newcomer quickly turned towards me, as if to ask "Is this for real?," and came face-to-face with my Camera Phone. I was caught in the act. "Smile," I muttered, "You're on Candid Camera!" He did smile, sort of, and then -- faster than you can say "Twilight Zone" -- he moved to a different table. Was it something I said ...?!?
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