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Posts published by “McEwen Bruce”

Ken & Barb Do Jail

A couple who looked right out of Ranch & Coast Magazine were on their way to Mendocino County's overcrowded jailhouse for growing marijuana. Bob and Daisy Gwin, whose home base is San Diego, had been…

Ghetto Graffiti: VXL

Luis Rodriguez of 1376 South State Street in Ukiah had moved in and fixed the place all up for a small business venture. Having designed a sign inspired by a magazine cover, Rodriguez, modifying it…

Privacy Protection for the Wine Gentry: Brutocao, Take 2

Last week the retrial of Mr. Chris Mulcahy got under way with some pretrial motions which set the tone for how the case will proceed. What it boiled down to was a question of privacy.…

A Question of Believability

For pure verve there’s nothing quite like calling a well-known cop a liar, especially a cop you know, a cop you've worked with when you were a prosecutor, a cop you often see in the…

It Takes All Kinds

The title may be trite, but in Mendocino County during harvest time, cliché or not, we get ‘em all — and when it comes to the stupendously vaulting sense of entitlement we often see among…

Whippits & Highway Death

When a courthouse hack complains of a slow news week, it doesn’t mean nothing important happened. What it means is that all the drama that makes interesting reading happened behind the scenes. It means trials…

Unlucky In Love

“It had been five years,” Mr. Long told the detectives, “five long years and more, I’d gone without it, without, totally without, I mean, ur, uh, ah — you know — sex, sex of any kind; and then [on August 7th] I got lucky. It was my wildest dreams come true! Two smokin' hot babes with a room at Motel 6. Which, I meant, I’d met the little hotties at the liquor store, and they said, ‘Like, dude, get some awesome vodka, dude, and like come up to the room’ and I thought it was gonna be a threesome! How awesome is that?”

Irresistible Force Meets Immovable Object

A Mendocino County Superior Court judge, once seated, becomes almost impossible to dislodge. The inertia of incumbency ossifies, as it were, into an immovable object. Or so it was thought until last week, when District…

Emerald Triangle Argonauts & Ecotopian Avatars

A curious cave north of Laytonville, off Spy Rock Road, must have held an “amazing acoustic effect” as the Special Agents of our trusty local Drug Task Force began tapping at and around a hidden door masquerading as a set of shelves. Although the officers had already searched the area, they decided to take a closer look at the shelves when a man suddenly appeared who hadn't been there the first time around. The shelves had become Mr. Todd Wagner.

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