P-town É in the Twilight Zone
On the latest 'Twilight Zone,' now shown on UPN, a hospital intern blacks out after mysteriously changing personalities with an injured Secret Service agent. Two days later, still suffering from amnesia, he wakes up in a strange motel room. É But at least now he knows where he is. Want to know how? É There's a copy of, cross my heart, the Portland Tribune by his bedside. É And if you think it's all just silly fiction, and could never work for you, just wait till next time you find yourself É in the Twilight Zone. É Rosemarie Quinn, who just reopened the Vat & Tonsure on Southwest Taylor, plans to be back at work this week with painted-on eyebrows after a stove blew up on her last Thursday. The explosion caused first-degree burns on her face and hand. É 'I'll come out of it,' she says, 'but I don't look so good.' What a trooper.
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If you think it's probably not such a terrific idea for Gov. Kitzhaber to appoint school board member Marc Abrams to a vacant judgeship, you've got something in common with Wendy Lee, owner of the Triple Dragon Restaurant, 1933 W. Burnside. É According to Lee, last May, during Abrams' unsuccessful judicial campaign against Marilyn Litzenberger, he stopped by the Triple Dragon to complain about a Litzenberger campaign poster the restaurant had displayed out front. É When Lee refused to take it down, she recalls, Abrams said he would tell relatives and friends not to eat there and left in a huff. É Not so, says Abrams, 'I only said that I wouldn't eat there.' É Judicial temperament, I think they call it. É This UO football uniform thing has got legs. 'So just how cool are those jerseys?' writes Ken O'Hollaren, executive director of the Port of Longview. 'I saw one being worn by one of the stars on 'Third Watch.' ' É That's nothing. I heard that none other than Tom Arnold on 'The Best Damn Sports Show Ever' say the Duck uniforms were cool because they looked like rollerball jerseys.
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I owe an apology to the folks at the Foursquare Gospel Church. Based on a notice in a local commercial publication, which indicated that the church had just paid $2.7 million for a house in a swanky part of Lake Oswego, I made a crack about how they'd found a new way to get through the eye of the needle. É Turns out the church actually purchased a 23-acre parcel of farmland near West Linn, and the address in Lake O belongs to the pastor who negotiated the deal.
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Boats Johnson, who lives on Northeast 13th, called in with a news flash about Mocha, the cat from across the street. É When Mocha's owners moved to Northeast Alberta, about a mile and a half away, he kept coming back to the old neighborhood. Did it three times before the owners gave up and informed the new residents that the cat was theirs. É Brings to mind the story, once known to schoolchildren in these parts, of Bobbie the Wonder Dog. In 1923, Bobbie, a 2-year-old bobtail collie, was separated from his owners, Frank and Elizabeth Brazier of Silverton, in Wolcott, Ind. É Six months later, after what must rank as one of the great animal odysseys of all time, Bobbie, half-alive, found his way back home. É The remarkable story was chronicled in 'Ripley's Believe It or Not' and a movie, 'Bobbie the Wonder Dog.' É So famous was Bobbie that when he died and was buried, in April 1927 at the Oregon Humane Society cemetery, even Rin Tin Tin came for the funeral.