Articles for August 8th, 2007
We Want You
We’re still looking for a few good fall editorial interns to help out at D, DallasCEO, D Home, our custom publications division, and our Special Interest Publications (D Weddings and D Beauty are among them). So it’s not too late for you—all you young, smart, eager FBvians out there—or someone you know to apply. Candidates must be at least a junior in college, be able to commit 12 hours a week, and be one of God’s white and perky children. (We kid.) Visit the D website for details on how to apply. In addition to learning about the wonderful world of magazine publishing, interns may get the chance to fight on the front lines of a crosstown media intern war, appear on television, or maybe even come home with me.
Pitchfork, Pit Bulls, and Pills
In case you missed it, and I did, Pitchfork recently interviewed Midlake singer Tim Smith about a few of his favorite things. The takeaway? Half Price Books is awesome, Denton’s Recycled Books and Records is, perhaps, more awesome, Russ Martin is a better-than-average talk show host, and Gretchen is a good name for a dog. (Since Eric is on vacationassignment and Rod is long gone, I don’t mind pointing out that the Gretchen in question is a pit bull mix. Smith has one, and I recently acquired one, a three-month old named Bendis. If you don’t like it, don’t come over.) Also, now is as good a time as any to point out that “The Pills Won’t Help You Now,” Smith’s contribution to the extremely recent Chemical Brothers album, We Are the Night, is easily the best song on there.
Where I’m From, People Call That “Tuesday Night”
Honestly, if you’re putting on a shindig and you name it, say, the Texas Redneck Games, or maybe the Texas Redneck Muddy Gras, wouldn’t you be more than a little disappointed if your neighbors weren’t ticked off and a whole mess of people didn’t get arrested? Seems counter to the spirit, no?
Rodney’s Hotties’ Bodies
Right. I caught a tiny bit of that on Comedy Central a week or so ago and meant to post it. Of course, the YouTube video is much less blurry than the broadcast on CC. But my thought then, as it is now, is that they’re fake. I mean, the women who bear all are plants in the audience. Implants. I mean … methinks Rodney brought some talent with him, perhaps even ladies not from these parts.
Girls Gone Wild at the Majestic Theatre
WARNING: not safe for work. A very alert (and possibly even aroused) FBvian points us to some important video:
Have you seen this Rodney Carrington show at the Majestic Theatre? How on earth do I keep missing these kinds of shows? It’s a bit like Eddie Deen meets The Lodge at Carnegie Hall. BTW: I’m all about the City Council banning smoking at all the bars in Dallas if they allow female patrons to do this.
Cooking With Gas
When you hear “gas company” do you think, “What’s for dinner?” If so, Atmos Energy is there for you. The company recently launched Atmos Energy Cooks, a Web site chock full of recipes for gas grills and stoves. Mmm … propane.
Celebrity Sighting: Burton Gilliam
This comes from an FBvian who needs to not back-light his subjects. It’s maybe the worst pic ever to run on FrontBurner. But I include it because it should inspire the rest of you, in the future, to get out those cell cameras when you spot celebs.
While walking through the lobby of my building after returning from lunch, I spotted none other than Burton Gilliam in full Blazing Saddles garb. Not sure what he was doing here. I snapped a picture for your enjoyment.
See Tony Romo Sing Some Journey
Thanks to Big Bob for posting the video.
Re: Heelys Heels (Alt Head: Hell on Wheels)
Geeze. The HLYS chart is a thing of ugliness this morning, indeed. The stock is tanking because the company sold too many of its shoes to retailers for back-to-school season. And apparently kids aren’t buying the shoes to go back to school. Here’s my own personal analysis that confirms the company is in trouble:
My 8-year-old son digs Heelys. On our family vacation last week, during a two-hour wait at the Cleveland airport, he terrorized that place on his Heelys to the point where I think the NSA now has him on a watch list. That’s why Heelys have jumped the shark. Because if my son has it, it’s passé. He’s generally at least three years behind the trends. This is my fault. I’m an evil, miserly father. I never buy him trendy stuff. I never had it as a kid, so why should he? The kid only just got a GameCube last Christmas, six years after it debuted. I figure he’ll be playing a Wii by 2012 at the earliest. And by then, it’ll be out of favor, too — just like Heelys are now.
Karen Stone Steps Down
Whoa, that’s a shock for The Dallas Opera — despite the new Winspear Opera House and all that it promises. Press release follows the jump: (more…)
More Phony Ticket Shenanigans
This story certainly sounds familiar. Yet New York City is taking it a lot more seriously, arresting four cops for writing bogus parking tickets.
Heelys Heels
Today is not a great day to be the maker of footwear with wheels in the heels. The much-lauded Carrollton company’s stock is taking it on the chin this morning, thanks to some downgrading from analysts and some uncertainty about management’s plans for the future.
Hot Hot Heat
Following up on what Wick was talking about earlier, I was wondering the other day if, given the odd summer so far, Dallas had a shot at the fewest number of 100-degree days in one year in its history. As it turns out, the answer is nope. There were zero such days in the glorious years of 1906 and 1973. I’m guessing Dallas was located somewhere in Canada at that time. Now I can only hope for setting a record for the fewest 100-degree days in one year in my lifetime (1974-2027), which I will henceforth refer to as The Zac Crain Era.
FC Dallas Goalie Would Rather Be in Classroom
Ray Burse Jr. recorded his first shutout Saturday, when FC Dallas beat Colorado. It’s been a weird season for Burse, who, at 22, kept his summer school schedule at Ohio State while playing a professional sport. But later this month he’ll graduate with a degree in American history. Not too surprising when you know his lineage. His grandfather was a fighter pilot who, as Chuck Yeager’s co-pilot, broke the sound barrier; his grandfather later taught at Tuskegee University and was among the first black men considered for NASA. Burse’s father was a Rhodes Scholar and a four-sport athlete at Oxford.
Against that history you kind of wonder if Burse is slacking. What—only one pro sport to play?
Update: A “sonic booming” FBvian says the Times’ story got one thing wrong about Burse’s grandfather, Emmett Hatch. He didn’t break the sound barrier with Yeager. Yeager flew alone.
Drought? What Drought?
The first seven months of 2007 were the wettest in Texas history. As we head for our first 100-degree day today, I, for one, would like to thank the rain gods for producing the most pleasant Dallas summer in memory. Come back anytime.
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