4:30pm Heartstring Tug

There’s no joking here: Over 150 greyhounds in Texas need our help. Look how cute they are. Apparently, the Corpus Christi Greyhound Racing Track closed earlier this year, and this has sent The Greyhound Adoption League of Texas, Inc. (GALT) (based in Addison) and The Texas Greyhound Adoption Program into crisis mode. These animals need some place to go. If you’re interested in a sweet new pet, follow the jump.

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More D-Related, Newsletter-riffic, Self-Promotion

Yes, I reminded you about the Nightlife and Events newsletters not but a couple of days ago. But we just sent out this week’s missives, making them top of mind. Why should you go here and sign up for the emailed newsletter? Lots of reasons. One, you’ll know what bars are cool and which cultural events will make you feel cultured. Two, lots of people are doing it, and you can scoreboard the latecomers by saying you were there first. Three, Kyle and Sarah’s efforts to produce them (not to mention Stephen Edmondson’s efforts designing them) should not go for naught. That’s Kyle on the left. Sarah’s over there on the right. Those photos, taken by the effervescent Spider Monkey Elizabeth Lavin, appear on the newsletters. Just so you know.

Some Music For Your Eyes

Been a while since we mentioned the brilliance of St. Vincent, hasn’t it? I was trawling the Internet and stumbled across a nice little video of a nice little ditty she did: It’s a bluesy, rockin’ version of the Beatles’ “Dig a Pony” she did in London. But not just any concert in London; it’s one she performed in the back of a cab. She ain’t alone, as it turns out. Check out the genius of the Black Cab Sessions, with similar footage of the always enigmatic and touching Daniel Johnston, the always reliable New Pornographers, the just-discovered-by-me Emmy the Great, and more. Enjoy.

Corrections: So Wrong They’re Right

This posted-yesterday-but-new-to-me S-T story about newspaper errors piqued my medianerdness. It also reminded me to stop fact-checking via Google.

Gratuitous Picture of Hot Model in Body Paint Cowboys Jersey

Just because. Link props to the saucy Girls Gone Sports.

The Relentless Perfectionism of Stanley Marcus

If you think your boss is relentless, how about dealing with 292 personal memos from the head honcho in the span of a month? That was the experience of Thomas E. Alexander, who worked for retailing legend–and prolific memo writer–Stanley Marcus back in the day as Neiman Marcus’ executive vice president for marketing. Alexander, who’s written a new memoir about working for Mr. Stanley, was one of the guests last night at a private party for a new show of Marcus’ photographs at the Dallas Museum of Art. (more…)

Bowled Over

I’m a little late to this, considering 300 in Addison (formerly Fun Fest) has been open for quite some time now. But I went for the first time last night, and boy, is it bowling at its finest. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for the charm of a dimly lit alley with original 1970s decor and the pervading smell of spilled beer and body odor. But if you’re looking for a more upscale alternative, this is the place. (And don’t give me any of that It’s in Addison nonsense. It’s 10 minutes down the Tollway. Deal with it.)

Just a few ways 300 is different: A greeter fetches your own personal ball according to your size and weight preferences (I used a medium 10-pounder, if you must know) and shoes (none of your business)—ones that you don’t feel the need to douse with disinfectant before lacing up. The greeter carries your items you to your lane for you, then introduces you to your server. Anthony proved very helpful and quick with the Miller Lites. And guys—the Mavs game was playing on supersized screens over the lanes, so you don’t have to keep running to the bar to check the score. Play as many games as you like, then pay one tab for all your expenses.

Belo Hit In Goldman Forecast

More bad news for newspapers. This does not make me happy. Did I tell you I’m a shareholder?

Head of Lone Star Can’t Leave South Korea

An anonymity-requesting FrontBurnervian sends along this news item. Lone Star founder and chairman John Grayken is in South Korea testifying about that whole, trying-to-buy-the-S.Korean-stock-exchange mess. As our tipster tells us:

Knowing the head of Lone Star like I do, this could get very nasty. As he is supposed to be in Dallas on Monday for the annual Lone Star investors meeting.

Developing.

Bass-O-Matic

If you watch but one highlight from last night’s impressive Mavs win over Detroit, it should be this one — a monster dunk by Brandon Bass (and a foul) that got the crowd fired up and made Flip Saunders call timeout. There was great momentum, right up until Humble Billy threw it to Chris Arnold who made some little kids dance with the Geico Gecko for sponsortainment. Zac, I thought you told Cuban to cut that stuff out? After the timeout, Bass missed the freethrow, and I can’t blame him.

Steve Holy to 911 Operator: “I’m a recording artist.”

Have you been following the rogue cop incident at Steve Holy’s house? You know, the recording artist? Now you can listen to the 911 call. Clearly, these cops need to be in jail, if it went down as Holy says it did. Same time, the allegedly pistol-happy cops really didn’t need to threaten to shoot Holy that night, because he was obviously already blasted. Kudos to the 911 operator. She deserves a medal for being so patient.

Leading Off (Arlington Edition)

1. The new stadium for the Dallas Cowboys is now 50 percent complete. Is there any doubt that if Jerry was suddenly put in charge of the Trinity River project, it would be completed on time, on budget?

2. The Tom Hicks-led and uncomfortably named Arlington project known as Glorypark announced a mixed-use development that will include bowling lanes, a restuarant, bar, live theater, and movie theaters. No word whether Hicks plans to fund the project in the same way he does the Rangers, scolding patrons and telling them to visit the site before he’ll put more money into it.

3.  The Arlington branch of Terminix has agreed to pay $95,000 in settlement of a race discrimination and retaliation case. Man, sounds like that place has a poisonous atmosphere. (Please continue to rock me.)