It’s over! We made it through the season of the worst Bachelor ever. We survived stand-up comedy, trips to the shed, hysterical blindness (or paralysis in Ali’s case), dinner with the Mob, and Jamaican beads. It wasn’t easy, but we did it. You know who didn’t make things any easier? Jake. He was the source of the majority of eye bleed. Sure, Vienna’s extensions confounded us even more than her kooky eye(s). And Tenley’s interpretive dance might possibly be the most dramatichumiliating thing to ever happen in the history of television. But it was malevolently milquetoast, oddly asexual Jake that had us screaming at the television more than anyone else. And now, finally, this nightmare of a fairy tale comes to an end with special guest appearances from Helena Bonham Carter, mandals (Jake’s creepy man sandals), an unhinged Papa Pavelka, Neil Lane, and Airwolf. ( My favorite part was when Jan-Michael Vincent bombed the entire island after dropping off Googly McGoogle while friend and mentor Ernest Borgnine cheered.) Jump for all that and more.
The mystery over Gretchen Bataille’s surprise resignation as president of the University of North Texas may soon become less mysterious. Buttonholed at today’s DowntownDallas meeting, UNT Chancellor Lee Jackson (pictured; photo by Jeanne Prejean) said that a flood of open-records requests will likely lead to the release of “thousands” of pages of documents relating to the situation in the coming weeks. And as those documents become public, Jackson said, he may be forced to address their contents. He hasn’t talked in detail about Bataille’s resignation until now, he added–not for any legal reason, but because it’s a personnel matter, and the university doesn’t comment on personnel matters.
You know why you should read FrontRow? Well, besides the fact that you like mind-sparring about art, ideas, love, and life. If you participate in the conversation, you get free stuff. That’s what Tim Evans learned when he went to see the show Mace Perlman directed at SMU and then returned to the site to tell us about it. It only took a few thoughtful lines and now Evans is off to the Out of the Loop festival. Next week’s winner gets tickets to the Texas Ballet Theater’s Romeo and Juliet. So get thinking.
The annual meeting of the DowntownDallas organization, the folks who helped you find your D Spot, just concluded at the Sheraton. Our fearless leader, Wick Allison, moderated a panel at the luncheon. I’ll give you a recap (at great personal risk) if you’ll be kind enough to jump.
There’s a Facebook page called Help Lower Greenville for those who might have jobs for those displaced by this morning’s blaze. Good luck, people.
I used to go to Terilli’s once a week for almost a year. So these photos — from a nearby-living FBvian — kind of hurt. But there are more after the jump.
Sorry, Hassie Harrison, but there’s a new woman in our life. Yesterday, after I linked to SweetCharity’s recap of “An Affair of the Art 2010,” she sent along another picture of Chrissy Tebbe, who, if the internet can be trusted, is a nuclear cardiology technologist. To you, Ms. Tebbe, we say: thank you for everything you do.
The blaze apparently started this morning around 5:45 a.m. at Terilli’s and has since spread to Hurricane Grill, Mick’s Bar, and Greenville Avenue Bar and Grill. Greenville is closed while firefighters work to stop it.
2. The Mavs beat the Charlotte Bobcats (and the NBA schedule makers), making it eight straight. Making it even tougher: they did it while Bono, Tom Petty, and a really angry lady watched courtside. (Assist: @ninophile.)
3. City departments are being asked to cut operating costs for the coming budget year. Among the ideas being floated: allowing animals to self-govern the zoo and ending $1 you-call-it happy hours at the City Hall cafeteria. Dark days ahead.