Word came yesterday that Mark Donald–former D Magazine senior editor, lawyer, part-time magistrate, and brother of Texas Sen. Florence Shapiro–will be the new head honcho at our favorite publication for old conspiracy theories and new massage parlors. Mark is ingrained in the community, intelligent, thoughtful (very thoughtful), measured (really measured), and an all-around fine guy. From what we hear, the Phoenix-based company interviewed a lot of candidates to replace departing editor Julie Lyons, and from our perspective they couldn’t have made a better choice. We wish Mark a great 2008. (Will they let you keep the magistrate gig?)
By now perhaps you’ve read Kurt’s story in our January issue. It’s good stuff. But it’s not the whole story. Just as we were going to press, Kurt called with a detail we couldn’t squeeze into the print version. Jump for the tale:
FrontBurner interrupts its holiday hiatus to bring an important matter to your attention. Richard LeBlanc, of Dallas, is one of three finalists in the current New Yorker cartoon caption contest. He needs your vote to win. Good luck, Richard. We’re here for you.
Not Big Bob Wilonsky, as stated by Ed Bark. From best I can tell, honors go to Jennifer Floyd Engel, ESPN talker and Star-Telegram columnist. On May 17, she wrote:
A smoking hot edition of Yoko Ono has landed in Cowboysland, if public opinion is any indication. Beware of this Carrie Underwood character. Younger, blonder and crooning about exacting revenge on cheating boyfriends as opposed to peace-love-dope, Underwood apparently is as dangerous as Yoko because — gasp — she is dating Tony Romo.
Yes, the Cowboys QB has a girlfriend, a good-looking (or so Mr. Hate informs me) and semi-famous girlfriend and, as a result, the local sports world as we know it is about to end. Can we please calm down with this Yoko-Romo talk for just a second?
IJS.
Is it Christmas yet?
Eric Celeste has accidentally deleted all his voice mails. If you were trying to get some important information or a press release to him, you’ll want to call and leave a new message over the Christmas break. Enjoy.
I know Tim has warned that FrontBurner’s likely to be lame today, but here’s a serious, hopefully-not-lame question for any bean-counting FrontBurnervians out there: After you’ve been besieged by all these Christmas cards saying a “donation has been made in your name” to the Home for Abused Sparrows or Third World Orphans or some such, who gets to enjoy the federal tax writeoff? The donor? Or shouldn’t it be you, since this wonderful present was allegedly given in your name? Such gifts seem increasingly popular.
This is still so awesome. And by awesome, yes, of course I mean awful.
The video was shot in Dallas. It got me in the mood. Hoping it does the same for you.
Over on DallasDirt, Candy Evans has the lowdown on yesterday evening’s holiday bash at Azure, the high-end condo project on McKinnon Street. Speaking of Azure partygoer T.O.–as Candy does in her post–we accosted the talented Cowboy by the Azure-lobby elevator last night and asked whether he was there to buy. “I’m just lookin’,” he replied. However, a very clued-in source says there’s no doubt, Terrell is snapping up one of the building’s pricey units.
Here’s a fun little game to play after a couple of bloody Mary’s: type in your name and generate a Brazilian soccer jersey. Another round, Eric.
Today’s the last day of our deadline for the February “print product,” and Eric showed up this morning with bloody Marys for the staff. That explains why we’re not blogging hard today. Then, next week week, we’re off for the Christmas break. All of which is to say: we’ll understand if you don’t check in regularly.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Stay safe. Be happy.
An eagle-eyed FBvian sends word that Jessica Simpson and Tony Romo were spotted last night oh-so-close to D headquarters:
Jessica and Tony were spotted at Bob’s Steakhouse last night…
Surely someone out there was enjoying a lovely Bob’s steak last night. Reports please.