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Fetor \FEE-tuhr; FEE-tor\, noun:

A strong, offensive smell; stench.

USAGE EXAMPLE: The only thing more impressive than Ryan from the Parkway’s recent display of hot dog eating prowess was the fetor he produced under the covers later that night.

THE MORNING NEWS

TACOMA: Space is the place.

OBAMA: It's on lady!

CHICAGO: One confused worm.

HUSTLER OF CULTURE
You can stand atop the mountain and scream your naked desires to the universe or shed that synapse epilepsy and hug the South Sound today with your fellow man:

MUSIC: Even though Bobble Tiki plans to spend his entire Sunday rocking sweatpants and soaking up pigskin on the couch, he whole heartedly recommends the Pierced Arrows show at the Brotherhood tonight. If you know Dead Moon, and Fred and Toody Cole, then perhaps you know of their new project Pierced Arrows. If you don’t you should. Look for Pierced Arrows at Hell’s Kitchen at the end of November.

MORE MUSIC: What's on tonight.

FILM: Don't give up on "Lust."

EAT: Meatless in Tacoma.

BOBBLE TIKI’S THREATS AND PROMISES COLUMN
Bobble Tiki loves all holidays â€" or most of them anyway. Bobble Tiki loves Christmas because he loves getting presents. Bobble Tiki loves Thanksgiving because he loves stuffing his face. And Bobble Tiki loves Halloween because he loves dressing up like a damn fool.
While Halloween falls on a Wednesday this year, and that may be enough to curb some people’s enthusiasm on the 31st, not Bobble Tiki. Here’s what he’s doing on Halloween.

Please be Bobble Tiki’s friend here.

Breakfast with Bobble Tiki runs Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.  Deal with it.

MUSIC
Mark Riley
Riley is a blues connoisseur in every sense of the word whose playing reflects the sounds of the Delta prior to Muddy and Wolf.  The Washington Blues Society BB Award winner’s heroes are the likes of Lightnin’ Slim and Blind Lemon Jefferson, but he is equally influenced by British guitarists Eric Clapton, Jeff Beck and Peter Green.  As a slide player, he’s one of the best in town and digs deep into the blues vaults to perform obscure songs by Robert Johnson, Elmore James and Lightnin’ Hopkins with authenticity and a flair second to none.  While he has five CDs out, to experience Mark Riley is to see him live. â€" Tony Engelhart

[The Swiss, 8 p.m., no cover, 1904 S. Jefferson Ave., downtown Tacoma, 253.572.2821]   

MORE MUSIC: In the clubs tonight.

HALLOWEEN
Haunted Houses
PARADISE THEATER: The haunted house at Paradise Theater takes over the theater’s school wing with more than a dozen devilish scenes that draw about 1,000 people each year.

The cadre of volunteers includes actors from the theatre, season ticket holders who want to do something, children from Paradise’s programs, and people from the community who like haunted houses.

[Paradise Theater Haunted House, Friday-Saturday 6:30-9:30 p.m., Oct. 28 5-8 p.m., Oct. 29 6-8 p.m., Oct 31 6:30-9:30 p.m., $5-$8, 9911 Burnham Dr. N.W., Gig Harbor, 253.851. PLAY]

HOUSE OF TERROR: Another big bowl of spook can be found in Auburn. “The House of Terror Haunted House at the SuperMall” runs now through Halloween. This is a house where no expense was spared to clear the bladders and the bowels of those who attend. The price for The House of Terror is $10. â€" Steve Dunkelberger

[The House of Terror Haunted House, through Oct. 31, Fridays and Saturdays from 7-11 p.m. until Oct. 28; then nightly 7-11 p.m. until Halloween, $8-$10, SuperMall, 1101 SuperMall Way, 206.494.2005]

MORE HALLOWEEN: Get your scare on.

Spud Goodman Productions presents the fifth season of his local comedy film short “Tacoma Diaries” Saturday, Nov. 3 at 9 p.m. on Comcast Channel 29 and 76.

• PRESS RELEASE: The new season’s debut episode is titled “Jury Duty” and recounts the story of one man’s experience with the court system in Pierce County, Washington. It will make you laugh, cry and hopefully not lead to gingivitis. If anyone has ever wondered what jury duty would have been like if they hadn’t made up some lame excuse why they could not report as directed to the County-City Building this one’s for you.

Those of us who have been terrorizing Tacoma for years know Spud Goodman is actually Bruce Walkup.  Walkup was the booking agent for Tacoma’s Prosito restaurant (now Hell’s Kitchen) in the mid-’80s.  Considered the first commercial venue to host alternative bands, Prosito’s music was turned off by the Liquor Board for graffiti and noise complaints; Prosito let Walkup go.  To fulfill his musical needs, Walkup changed his name to Spud Goodman and bought time on Tacoma’s cable system for a parody/music show.  With a spatula in hone hand and an open bottle of Pepto-Bismol in the other, Goodman interviewed guests and provided airtime for alternative bands in the area.  It was the beginning of many cable access music shows to hit the local airwaves.

“Tacoma Diaries” is available right now at www.tacomadiaries.com. â€" Brad Allen

So you missed your chance to dress up over the weekend, or maybe you’re one of those purists who likes waiting ‘til the day of to get into the scary day spirit.

Where are you heading on Wednesday?

My own picks start with Halloween Scary Movie Night at Tempest.  The costume is optional, but the goosebumps guaranteed.

Last year’s Halloween party was off the hook at the Swiss, and this year promises more of the same at Ocean Grooves Party, a Halloween Costume Party that, if it holds true to last year, will bring out the sexy funny alter egos of your fellow Tacoma dwellers, all looking to booty shake.

Jazzbones has my number with their Hallo Queen tribute to Freddie Mercury Halloween Bash.  Because I live to wear butterfly-collared spandex studded with sequins while listening to classics like “Bicycle” “Fat Bottomed Girls” and “Killer Queen,” this might be my own personal heaven.

Then again, can it get any better than slugging down the $1 Pabst Blue Ribbon while digging the sausage party and costume contest at Hell’s Kitchen’s “Halloweenie!” while listening to SOK & the Faggots, The Outfit, and Bumma Stoge?

Possibly, the only better option I can come up with has to be Masa’s '80s-themed party, with prizes for the best Madonna “Material Girl” and Best Hair Band Lead Singer; with DJ Broam spinning the '80s tunes, I’m thinking I could truly feel in my element here.

My only regret is that Halloween only comes around once a year! â€" Jessica Corey-Butler

MORE HALLOWEEN PARTIES: Check it here.

Rusty George Creative agency sent out another Official Weird Holiday reminder postcard.  Apparently Nov. 7 is Brewvember.  I don't read Munich talk but I believe the ad agency is hosting a beer bash Wednesday, Nov. 7 at 4 p.m. 

Ich bin en Brewvembermeister. â€" Brad Alllen

With the locally growing interest in toilets, bathrooms, and all around public restroom facilities, I have made a discovery.  Apparently is has become quite the concern that there is a lack of bidets in the Tacoma area. 

Proactive citizens Jason Ganwich and Austen Hoogen might have a potential solution to this growing dilemma.  They have co-founded the group Contemporary Americans for Clean Assholes, or CACA ("kah-kah"). 

More information will follow as CACA is formed.

Check out the next installment of my Toilet Tales tomorrow on this blog. â€" Steph DeRosa

Our Broken News Team brings you headlines and follow-up whenever we please on the stories our community couldn’t care less about. Broken news is posted on this blog several hours or days after it happens, with unusual updates.

BLUES
Rhapsody in Bloom
This venue manages to be both on and off the beaten path at the same time. While it sits on Sixth Avenue, a hotspot in Tacoma’s nightlife, it feels like a country home. This establishment is stoked with old world charm, art, fashion, food and drink, and the high caliber musicians and friendly staff will make you feel like staying late. The menu has plenty of yummy choices like deli sandwiches, salads and wraps from Harmon Brewery, desserts from local bakeries, and lots of fancy coffee offerings. The chocolate cake is divine.

Tonight Two Scoops Combo serves up a unique blend of rollicking boogie-woogie humor and heart-felt blues. Eric "Two Scoops" Moore stirs fun into his audience. Check it. â€" Angela Jossy

[Rhapsody In Bloom, 7:30 p.m., all ages, no cover, 3709 Sixth Ave., Tacoma, 253.761.7673]

OPEN MIC
Victory Music Open Mic
The Victory Music Open Mic is considered the granddaddy of all open mics in the South Sound.  The charming laid-back atmosphere encourages self-expression during the weekly open mic without the threat of being heckled. All levels of talent, skill and influence are welcome. Each show is also broadcast on Tacoma radio station KVTI 90.5 FM.

The Antique also offers one of the most wholesome “good for you” menus around, too. They specialize in organic healthy ingredients with a huge variety of whole and half sandwiches in addition to their tasty homemade soups and quiches. If you have a sweet tooth, they have some of the best desserts around, too. â€" Jennifer Johnson

[Antique Sandwich Co., every Tuesday, 6 p.m. sign up, 7 p.m. music, all ages, $1-$3, 5102 N. Pearl St., Ruston, up the road from Point Defiance Park, 253.752.4069]

MORE MUSIC: In the clubs tonight.

FILM
Rendition
Gavin Hood’s terrifying, intelligent thriller tells the story of an Egyptian-born American who is "disappeared" from a flight by the CIA and held without good cause for torture and interrogation. Reese Witherspoon plays his pregnant wife, who turns to an old boyfriend (Peter Saarsgard) to intervene with his boss, a senator (Alan Arkin). Meryl Streep chillingly plays the U.S. head of intelligence, and Jake Gyllenhaal is the troubled CIA bureau chief in the country that is hired to torture the man. A big, confident, effective film with its politics seamlessly a part of its story. Hood won an Oscar in 2005 for his "Tsotsi." Rated R for torture/violence and language. Four stars â€" Roger Ebert

[AMC Narrows Plaza 8: 2:40, 5:20, 8; Century Olympia 16: 1:25, 4:20, 7:10, 10:10; Lakewood Cinema 15: 1:25, 4:15, 7:05, 10:15; Lakewood Towne Center 12: 2:20, 4:55, 7:30, 10:05; Longston Place 14: 12:40, 3:30, 7:35, 9:35; Regal Martin Village 16: 11:35 a.m., 2:35, 5:15, 7:55, 10:35; Yelm Cinemas @ Prairie Park: 12:20, 2:55, 6:20, 9]

MORE FILM: Playing on local screens.

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Cap-a-pie \cap-uh-PEE\, adverb:

From head to foot; at all points.

USAGE EXAMPLE: On Halloween, Bobble Tiki plans to report to Weekly Volcano World Headquarters dressed cap-a-pie in goose dung from Point Defiance Park. Bobble Tiki does not plan to win the yearly Weekly Volcano costume contest. In fact, if all goes as planned, Bobble Tiki plans to be sent home for the day.

THE MORNING NEWS

TACOMA: Sucks and sucks and sucks.

WASHINGTON: Immunity deals offered to Blackwater guards.

WASHINGTON: Lick me, you will.

CHICAGO: I got your Kibbles 'n Bits right here.

HUSTLER OF CULTURE
You can stand atop the mountain and scream your naked desires to the universe or shed that synapse epilepsy and hug the South Sound today with your fellow man:

MUSIC: On Halloween there will be plenty of shows in plenty of places. From Hell’s Kitchen, to Le Voyeur, to Jazzbones, to Club Impact â€" anywhere that’s anywhere will be throwing some sort of party tomorrow. Perhaps the most creative venue I’ve heard of yet is under the Fourth Avenue Bridge in Olympia, where www.myspace.com/thepasties ">the Pasties will play an all ages show with Hail Seizures. There will be no cover. The Pasties play “indie-dance-folk punk,” and apparently, they play it under bridges.

MORE MUSIC: What's on tonight.

FILM: Don't give up on "Lust."

EAT: Reserve your table for Scary Day.

BOBBLE TIKI’S THREATS AND PROMISES COLUMN
Bobble Tiki loves all holidays â€" or most of them anyway. Bobble Tiki loves Christmas because he loves getting presents. Bobble Tiki loves Thanksgiving because he loves stuffing his face. And Bobble Tiki loves Halloween because he loves dressing up like a damn fool.
While Halloween falls on a Wednesday this year, and that may be enough to curb some people’s enthusiasm on the 31st, not Bobble Tiki. Here’s what he’s doing on Halloween.

Please be Bobble Tiki’s friend here.

Breakfast with Bobble Tiki runs Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays.  Deal with it.

Mini-Me loves Rosewood Cafe's  picnic plate. I love everything else on their menu. It's the perfect neighborhood cafe¬" perfect food with perfect hospitality. Unfortunately, it does not have the secret booth in the corner where you can sit anonymously and hide your butt crack. Ladies, you know what I'm talking about¬" the ever popular low-rise jeans. As flattering as they are when you are standing up, bend over to pick up a quarter and¬" crack! After lunch and a $5 glass of wine, I head to the bathroom to evaluate my pants situation.

Crack.

I'm readjusting my jeans, ill that I've been putting my friend Jason through a sick display of my backside during lunch yesterday. Every time I got up to get something, or do something, my pants ended up below my ass crack.

And then I remembered: Pants, ass crack¬" oh, Lord.

Last December I took Mini-Me to Florida to see some family that included my grandparents. It's a given that my grandparents are old, right? My grandmother is practically helpless in a wheelchair. My granddad is in the late stages of dementia. I thought it would be fun to take them to lunch and shopping. And I wasn't even high when I made this decision. What was I thinking?

On that particular day, granddad chooses to wear his actual navy jacket from Pearl Harbor 1941. For some really weird reason, it kinda fits. It's tight, the buttons are getting ready to pop, but he has that sucker on. Oh, and did I mention it was December 7? That's right, the day of Pearl Harbor remembrance.

Not that I didn't have enough attention with the lady in the wheelchair who orders an Douls, can't lift the bottle, so I have to feed it to her through a straw. People are walking up left and right to meet him, shake his hand, and thank him for being a part of American history. The drunken secretaries next to us are around our table sipping on their strawberry daiquiris, and cooing over the memory-deprived veteran.

Fine, fine, let's eat and get out of here.

We're leaving the restaurant. Here I am, pushing a lady in a wheelchair, holding a 3-year-old, and escorting a 200-pound shuffling Pearl Harbor Vet. We're going to the car, crossing the parking lot¬" ever so gingerly¬" secretaries waving through the windows, men still running out to shake granddad's hand¬" and then it happens. His pants fall down. My grandad's. All the way. Around his ankles. Oh, and even better¬" he's wearing diapers. Oh! And even better! They're ON
THE OUTSIDE OF HIS BOXERS.

I was mortified.

I kicked on that wheelchair parking break, let go of my kid, got down on my damn hands and knees and pulled up his PANTS in the MIDDLE of the parking lot. With an audience.

I'm not kidding when I tell you that I put every bit of elbow grease while I was on my hands and knees to get those damn pants buttoned.

I hated life at that moment. I have no idea how much and for how long people watched me struggle. I'm sure they pointed and laughed, then went back to the people back at work and told them the story. The story I'll never forget.

While dining at the rosewood in itself, you already feel you are in grandma's kitchen. Not a cutesy grandma kitchen either, but a warm, comforting kitchen. So as you head to the bathroom, you feel at home with warm colors and original wood.

The bathroom swallows you with deep red paint. The main focus is the retro blue sink. By far my favorite part. A small window to the side lets in a little glimpse of what sunlight tacoma has to offer and makes you feel cozy

I wash my hands, fix my hair, and promptly decide to go buy some new pants.

And call my grandparents.¬" Steph DeRosa

It’s about time â€" another b-boy battle in Tacoma. The honest truth â€" Tacoma is blessed to have some of the best in the world and some of the best b-boy battles on the left coast. I’ll gladly argue with anyone who wants to disagree.

This weekend South Sound hip-hop will rear several of its heads to boost Crime Stoppers’ reward for information about what investigators are referring to as a “suspicious” fire and the death of 20-year-old University Place resident Beverly Ann Steward-Hill â€" a dear friend of the local hip-hop community.

First the important stuff. Saturday, June 24, just after 6 p.m., a fire blazed at Castellan West Apartments, which rests in the 2600 block of 70th Avenue West in University Place. Inside one of the apartments destroyed by the fire investigators found the body of Steward-Hill and her dog Zeus. Investigators are treating the fire as “suspicious,” which means it was probably arson and, either by cause or coincidence, murder. Crime Stoppers offered a $1,000 reward for information about the fire or Beverly’s death. That reward grew to $3,000 thanks to donations.

This weekend’s Breakin' For Beverly b-boy battle/art show will donate all proceeds to boost the reward even higher. So show up.

The b-boy battle will pit five against five on the floors of Temple Theater’s Grand Ballroom. DJs Reign and Save1 will spin while judges whittle crews down to eight finalists who will battle for cash in quarter, semi and final rounds. Meanwhile, local graf writers and others will offer wares. â€" Paul Schrag

[Temple Theater Grand Ballroom, doors at 5 p.m., battle begins at 6:30 p.m., $5, bring more if you have a soul, 47 St. Helens Ave., Tacoma, 253.272.2042]