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Pound for Vote, L.A.'s 'Official' Hot Dog Means Hungry Folks Get Fed

Pound for Vote, L.A.'s 'Official' Hot Dog Means Hungry Folks Get Fed

The lighthearted campaign to make the Bacon Wrapped Hot Dog the "Official Hot Dog of Los Angeles" comes out with a win for two sides: Hot Dog lovers, and those who are in need of food. more ›

It's Your Civic Duty: Make the Bacon-Wrapped Hot Dog the Official Hot Dog of Los Angeles

It's Your Civic Duty: Make the Bacon-Wrapped Hot Dog the Official Hot Dog of Los Angeles

Picture Uncle Sam wagging his finger at you. Now, imagine instead his hand outstretched, bearing a fresh-off-the-grill bacon-wrapped hot dog. He's handing it to you, and, well, if you're carnivorous, you're finding it hard to resist. You want to eat it. It's a matter of civic pride. After all, you're an Angeleno! more ›

DVD Tuesday: <i>Zodiac</i> unleashed!

DVD Tuesday: Zodiac unleashed!

If any film cried out for a comprehensive DVD this year it was . more ›

Movie Review: <i>The Real Dirt on Farmer John</i>

Movie Review: The Real Dirt on Farmer John

In the opening scene of The Real Dirt on Farmer John, the eponymous farmer, John Peterson, kneels down in a plowed field and chews on a good-sized clod of dirt. It's exactly the sort of thing you might expect a true farmer to do when gauging the quality of his soil. Soon enough, though, John is riding his tractor dressed in a feather boa and being followed by a nude woman who appears to be channeling a zombie from Dawn of the Dead. It's that dichotomy of character and action that lies at the heart of this fascinating and odd documentary. more ›

I Hate Farmer John

I Hate Farmer John

Every year for the past decade or so, my Dad and I have gone on a short trip to see a different baseball park around this great nation. It's a great father-son bonding thing, and you get to notice the differences between parks. Our beloved Dodger Stadium stands as one of the better parks in the land, but I've noticed it's missing one crucial element. One element that has driven me insane since my youth. The issue is not so much about my personal gripes as it is about our sweet, beloved freedom. more ›

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