When You Speak of Luna Luna, Don’t Forget the Farts

Living in Hollywood

by Mike Szy

Only in L.A. have I seen a museum that has only banana things. And there’s one with bunny things. Tourists may have heard about the surfboard museum, or the neon art museum and even the one where they show gruesome scenes of death. But now, Luna Luna is resurrected.

With this column, I’ll be reminiscing about my life here since 1985, and I hope to reveal some fascinating insights about this magical place called Hollywood.

When You Speak of Luna Luna, Don’t Forget the Farts

By Mike Szymanski

In journalism there’s a tradition that gets lost with traditional story-telling, where you build up to the most exciting part. See, in journalism you’re supposed to start with the best part first, and if you don’t, the expression is “you’re burying the lede.”

You may have heard about the very exciting art installation that was uncovered after being lost for decades and reassembled in a…