A boss that acknowledges the realities of Super Bowl Sunday? Refreshing. This week’s Overheard in L.A. round-up includes overheard conversation on Robin Hood, Portia de Rossi and the big-bang theory.
Overheard in L.A.: The Post-Super Bowl Hangover Edition
LAPD Ups DUI Patrols and Checkpoints for Super Bowl Sunday
With the Super Bowl comes revelry that often involves alcohol, and in response the Los Angeles Police Department has been working hard this weekend to increase enforcement activities aimed at putting a stop to dangerous driving. Sobriety checkpoints have been running all weekend, and today the LAPD will be conducting what they're calling "a DUI saturation patrol," according to a press release, adding that the "LAPD encourages everyone to support their favorite team and enjoy the company of friends and family, but to always drink responsibility and use a designated driver." As a sobering reminder, those determined to have been driving while intoxicated will face "heavy fines and jail time."
LAPD to Conduct DUI Checkpoints Throughout the Weekend
Hey Super Bowl fans, don't get too crazy and start driving this weekend. The LAPD will setting up sobriety checkpoints Friday and Saturday nights, culminating in a DUI saturation patrol on Sunday. In an unusual move, the department did not announce any of the checkpoint's locations. On New Year's Eve, Chief Charlie Beck told LAist he supports the publication of locations, but said the department doesn't always have to. "I think that the publicity surrounding these things is so important that if you give a couple of locations, that's fine," he said. Stay safe and sober out there!
Avoid Making it the 'Stupid' Bowl: Don't Drink & Drive
No matter which team you're rooting for, if you're headed out tomorrow to celebrate the Super Bowl, don't get all stupid about it. "Law enforcement officers around Southern California will be on the lookout for drunk drivers on Super Bowl Sunday," reports abc7.com. That doesn't mean you can't party, it just means you should plan to party responsibly, or face the consequences; "The CHP and local law enforcement organizations will deploy extra DUI patrols," and they have no qualms about issuing citations and making arrests. Of course, landing your drunk ass in jail is a far better fate than what can happen, or what has happened in the past: "Last year on Super Bowl Sunday, 12 people were killed and 167 others were injured in alcohol-related traffic accidents statewide."
Anti-Hipster's Guide to LA: Franki Chan
Is the word Hipster even allowed to be used anymore without disdain dripping from the user's tongue? Is it outdated? What about the connotation - good, bad, both? The Anti-Hipster's Guide to LA is a listing of people, bars/clubs, musicians/DJs, artists, installation, etc etc that may be deemed hipster-centric but don't really carry the negative connotation of the word (meaning pretentious, inaccessible, you get my drift).
Tonight in Rock: Santa Monica, Los Feliz or Long Beach?
On Friday we interviewed Jay Babcock of Arthur Magazine -- he books a series on Sunday nights at McCabe's Guitar Shop in Santa Monica. More Eastwardly, Alex & Sam will play their second show of the Sunday residency spot at Tangier in Los Feliz (for all February residencies in LA, check out our guide). Last week we checked them out while others detoxed from their Super Bowl Sunday and we can say the band of eight or so musicians is an excellent way to end your weekend with. And if you're down in the Long Beach area, how about some George Clinton?
Tonight in Rock: Hot Chip, Pity Party, Henry Clay People
Despite it being Superbowl Sunday, February residencies got off to a great start last night with Alex & Sam at Tangier. Tonight is the first night of February residencies at Spaceland, Silverlake Lounge, Crash Mansion and The Echo/Echoplex. By last Thursday, The Airborne Toxic Event had gained so much popularity from their January residency, they had to reject 300 people from the door. Case in point, catch these bands in residency early on in the month.
Blacked out at Kickoff
Think your Super Bowl Sunday went sour? Try being a resident of Coachella Valley at kickoff time. According to The Desert Sun,
It's Cold, Windy and Rainy, Let's Run!
More Pictures From the Surf City Marathon/Half Marathon
Bowled Over
You saw that right, except for the date: It's Animal Planet's Puppy Bowl IV, airing all day Super Bowl Sunday. Not only is this a fun idea on their part (why subject your shows to poor overall ratings?), it's mesmerisingly watchable and a great way to keep the kids and pets occupied and away from your guests and food. Or maybe you're not (gasp) a football fan and just want to veg out? I wouldn't be surprised if Puppy Bowl had their own, Teletubby-like following among the tripping set. And yes, there is a "Kitty Halftime Show."
Overheard in LA: Nasty Ass of a Celebrity
It was Superbowl Sunday morning when we were eating brunch at Le Pain Quotidien on Ventura Blvd. One table over, two women were talking about their previous night in Gelson's in Studio City. Apparently, one of the two women could not get over this huge nasty ass on this young and petite girl. I mean, she thought this was the nastiest ghetto white girl ass she had seen in a long time. Talk about...
We Get To Eat Whatever The Hell We Want
That's right. It's Super Bowl Sunday and that means food, food, food. Lucky for us, we ran the Pacific Shoreline Marathon's 5K race this morning. Okay, so we weren't feeling so hardcore to go full out on the Marathon, but hey, it's something right?
Goodbye Betty Friedan
Betty Friedan, one of the founders of American feminism, died yesterday on her 85th birthday. Her 1963 book The Feminiine Mystique focused on the dissatisfaction of stay-at-home wives and mothers. She called it "the problem that has no name." The New York Times has an excerpt from the book (free registration required); here's a bit:
Pigskin Pick 'Em
This Sunday promises to be the most wonderful time of the year, and that can only mean one thing: Nipplegate II. Yes, Super Bowl Sunday is here in full force, and LAist just can’t wait to see what Paul McCartney does to top Janet Jackson’s ode to the FCC halftime set from a year ago.

