today is roger ebert’s birthday, he woulda been 72

when Gene Siskel was alive, i didnt like Roger.

even though their buildings were across the street from each other, many of us considered the Tribune the Cubs paper

and the Sun-Times the White Sox paper

Siskel wrote for the Trib so he was ok.

the only person that i ever picked up the Sun-Times for was Mike Royko

but at some point he switched sides and Trib was perfect.

i was in Vegas one winter for one of the computer shows: either Comdex or CES, i dont recall

and i saw Roger Ebert winding his way with purpose to the front door of the hotel

so i walked with him and talked with him about Royko and Siskel and Chicago

the last thing i wanted to talk with him about was movies but thats what he wanted to talk about

so i told him i didnt think anyone ever made a movie as good as The Blues Brothers

he said thats not true.

and i said, and theyre not even trying.

it brought a big smile to his face and when we got to the cabs i asked him if we could take a picture together

and he said he’d be glad to.

well well well

well well well

had some errands to do last night so i didnt get to DTLA until almost eight

which is way too late to take investment bankers from their high rise offices to santa monica.

as i was driving past the LAT on the way to Little Tokyo I spotted my man Armand.

Drove him home to Koreatown and we caught up.

One very nice thing about living here as long as I have: LA becomes a very small town.