Those days are gone, like Elvis and his mom. These days the old building at South 13th Street and Fawcett Avenue just bills you for the X-rays.

TRA Medical Imaging finished restoring the ballroom and opened its administrative office there this week.

We’re told the parking garage on the first level will have stalls named for some of the music acts.

Jan and Dean would be proud. Soundgarden? Probably just angry.

Think you can pick out some of the bands that had T-Town dancing under the mirrored ball? There’s one correct answer in each quiz item below.

Answers at the bottom of the column.

1. Groaners, Whiners, Wailers.

2. Moon River, Green River, Nisqually River.

3. The Fleetwoods, The Lakewoods, The Edgewoods.

4. Westport Surfers, Internet Surfers, Butthole Surfers.

5. Sha Na Na, Nirvana, Bananara ma.

6. Paul Revere & The Raiders, Paul Pastor & The Posse, Paul Allen & The Banknotes.

7. Meat Loaf, Sugarloaf, Nutraloaf.

Government proclamations don’t get much sillier than one adopted in California a few months ago. South Pasadena declared the first week of March to be “No Cussing Week.”

It’d be funny if it wasn’t so $%#@! frightening.

Closer to home, the pleasant hill folk north of Puyallup gave us a good chuckle this week. The Edgewood City Council (or is that Fleetwood?) proclaimed August to be “Edgewood’s Best Chicken and Ribs Month.”

Mmmm, not a bad way to tempt Le Schnoz to visit the Edge of the World. Sure beats haggis or lutefisk month.

It also beats the city’s next-best promotional idea: “Edgewood: The lahar won’t reach us up here.”

The proclamation starts: “Whereas, barbeque is a cooking process which uses heat and smoke to both cook and flavor meats; and whereas, this cooking process can be performed in a competitive setting …”

A couple whereases later, it declares Edgewood’s inaugural barbecue contest will be at the Aug. 9 city picnic.

Good thing Pierce County poobahs didn’t get their tongs on this one, or they’d turn it into a political hot potato. Like that gay pride day proclamation a few weeks ago.

The council majority would say there’s no time to study the global warming effects of charred meat.

Then Calvin Goings would show up at the picnic to make a speech, accusing the council majority of intolerance toward all carnivores.

How come politicians are so good at making whereases of themselves?

Hey kids! Want to earn $8.07 an hour and work on your tan? Well, the state Department of Ecology has a summer job for you!

If you’re 14 to 17, why not work on a highway litter crew as rush hour drivers zip by, certainly not using their cell phones because that’s illegal (wink, wink).

Here’s the part of the news release that really sells it: Cassie Bell of Olympia, age 14, says that among the common finds “are the plastic bottles containing human urine.”

“She guesses that in the last two weeks, at least half of the bottles thrown out the windows by litterers are these so-called ‘trucker bombs.’”

Ewwww, sick!

Kids grow up so fast. One day they’re wearing Easter dresses and hunting eggs in the yard. Then they’re wearing orange vests and hunting trucker bombs on the freeway.

Just one question: When did Washington run out of convicts to do this?

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