Our buddy Maria “Retailing Queen” Halkias is reporting that the one remaining Simon David that has kept Parkies alive for over a century is goners.
But, never fear! The two-story home of specialty foods will rise like a Phoenix. . . into a ginormous, one-story Tom Thumb. Thud.
First in a non-repeating series: the four-year-old at home stumbled upon this Foghorn Leghorn video (also after the jump), and the choice quotes comes at around the 0:42 mark: “That gal reminds me of the highway between Fort Worth and Dallas: no curves.”
They don’t make ‘em like they used to folks.
Is Blazing Saddles the funniest movie of all time? I’m not sure. It’s up there, though. And for that reason, I shall forever love Burton Gilliam (aka the black-kerchief-wearing Lyle). So when a Woodrow graduate sent me the below photo, I gave it a home. Says our photographer: “Actor Burton Gilliam, Woodrow class of 1956, points to one of the ladies of the Lakewood Theater prior to his keynote speech at the WWW 2010 Senior Dinner last night. A lot of us have grown up with those ladies, who, at times, were much more interesting than the movies on the screen. I remember when the Frisco Art teacher got in trouble with her district for taking her students ‘to see nekkid statues’ at the Dallas Museum of Art. Woodrow is different, as you all know!”
Update: Oh, hell. Four hours after Big Bob.
There’s apparently a new publication launching in these parts called the Dallas-Fort Worth Tribune. At 12:40 today, a sweet, clean FrontBurnervian who also happens to read Unfair Park sent both me and Robert Wilonsky a link to the Texas Workforce Commission listing calling for experienced journalists. Robert got the post up first, at 12:52. This is the internet. I couldn’t live with myself if I posted something two hours after someone else. In old-school journalism time, that’s like — what? — two days, right? So instead of getting scooped, I’m just gonna link to Robert’s post. (And I guess this post, which demonstrates my laggardness, pretty much ruins any chance I had of scoring a job with the Dallas-Fort Worth Tribune. Cuss.)
Dallas Mayor Tom Leppert stepped up his criticism today of those no-bid contracts at Love Field. During his “State of the City Address” to a luncheon of the DowntownDallas group at Union Station, Leppert ripped into the proposed pacts, telling hundreds of attendees that OK’ing the concessionaire arrangements would be “a bad deal” for Dallas.
“Those contracts have to be open. We should not settle for the status quo,” Leppert said. “If we approve them … we tell people that we don’t have a level playing field [in Dallas], that ‘You’re not invited.’ The message that would be sent is: It’s not the best deal that matters, it’s who you know down at City Hall that matters. … The integrity of our city is too important to send that message.”
So Robert Paul Raincsuk has a store in downtown Grapevine, called The Edge. During Grapevine’s Main Street Days, he reportedly got a little verklempt, at the noise complaints about his store, and then the fact that the police wouldn’t let him put dancers outside the store.
So he allegedly threatened to open fire on the folks at the festival, and the police. So the police, being police, came to question him about the alleged threats.
To answer their question (and the age-old one, “Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?”) Raincsuk allegedly dropped his pants – and underwear.
It got him arrested, so in the future, I recommend answering the question verbally, and not with a demonstration.
Stefan Fatsis wrote a highly entertaining book called Word Freak a few years back. It’s all about the strange world of competitive Scrabble players. Among the many quirky characters highlighted is Dallas’ own Chris Cree, who’s currentlyÂ ranked No. 21 in the U.S. Cree has agreed to play in the D Magazine Words With Friends Tournament, which gets rolling on June 1.
Sign up here for a chance to join the field that will play.Â Here is what Fatsis wrote about Cree:
Chris Cree is best known in the Scrabble world not for his steady run of top-notch play, his folksy Texas twang, or his successful forklift business. Nor for his golf-course attire, country-club Republican politics, endless cigarette, unfailing generosity, adept guitar strumming, or well-timedÂ Goddamn!s when the tiles don’t fall his way. No, Cree is a legend because of what happened at the Scrabble Superstars Showdown at Bally’s in Las Vegas in 1995.
Last week I told you about how much fun Twilight Tuesdays at the Dallas Arboretum are. If you didn’t take my word for it and go, well, I’m going to make it easy for you. We’ve got 25 free pairs of tickets to give away for tonight’s show, and it’s the LAST Twilight Tuesday event of the season, so don’t miss it and feel sad. Here’s what you have to do:
Using www.dmagazine.com/events, send me an email (firstname.lastname@example.org) with the following:
1. Name of the person performing tonight at Twilight Tuesdays
2. Name of the Memorial Day event that involves beers and horses
3. The name of the musical event happening on June 12
Send it in and I’ll have tickets ready for you here at the office. All of these answers can be found using the Events search.
Many longtime Frontburnervians will recognize Amanda Cobra, who writes the excellent You Go Live in Utah blog. She is also the Amanda Cobra of the “Pontiac of Justice” fame.
She has a little something to say about In-n-Out Burger, and the traffic yesterday’s post generated.
Avenue Q is opening at the Winspear tonight. I would love to go, except for this extreme fear of puppets I have that developed after a rogue Muppet incident in my childhood. But you should go. They tell me good seats are still available. Click here.
It’s not as exciting as In-N-Out coming to Garland, but Sex and the City 2 premiered last night. As we anxiously await Laura Kostelny’s recap on FrontRow, you might want to consider going to the Grand Prairie AirHogs game tonight for the Pooches & Purses promotion. This pleases two groups: SATC lovers and dog lovers. First of all, how often can you bring your dog to a baseball game? That has fun written all over it. Carrie Bradshaw wannabes can participate in a trivia contest and win free tickets to the movie. Oh, and baseball lovers will be excited because James Paxton will be pitching. According to the AirHogs people, he’s kindofabigdeal (named the #1 college senior in the country by Baseball America, in fact). Also, it’s super easy to get there, and cheap (tickets start at $6). Also the Rangers are in KC tonight.
It looks like the judge threw the book at former Detroit mayor, now Southlake resident, Kwame Kilpatrick. He could’ve gotten as little as 18 months, but a Detroit judge gave him the maximum.
Just got this photo from Sting’s Saturday night concert for the North Texas Super Bowl XLV. You know the one at the Winspear where Dallas ladies poured on to the Skokos stage to dance with the Brit.
See any familiar faces in the crowd?
D Magazine editor in chief Wick Allison answers that question with a resounding “no” in the June issue of our print product. His “Leading Off” column says Dallas’ hopes of joining the ranks of the world’s greatest cities could be hurt by the continued segregation in the most affluent neighborhoods near downtown: Greenway Parks, Highland Park, University Park, and Preston Hollow.
Wick calls upon state and city leaders to address this situation in which upper-income blacks don’t seem to be comfortable living in these communities. One step that lawmakers could take is eliminating the real property tax exemptions enjoyed by the Dallas County Club and Brook Hollow Golf Club. “Will the Texas Legislature address this inequity in the property code that requires homeowners to subsidize racial discrimination?” Wick asks.
Read the whole thing. Then vote in this informal blog poll:
Again, thanks to everyone who put up with our hinky server yesterday and the tiny, overworked hamster that powers it. Back in the day, it used to be charming (I like to think) when a popular post would generate too much traffic and leave us a wreck, stumbling into furniture and soiling our drawers. (Sshh. No mention of In-N-Out Burger today. Let’s play it safe.) Now, though, when we fall on our face like we did yesterday, it’s just sad. We need help. We realize that. And we’re working to get it. (Hiccup.)
1. A homeless man was arrested for stealing some chicken nuggets from a Wendy’s on Greenville. Don’t really want to poke fun at that, but it’s still cool if “I paid for those nuggets!” becomes my new all-purpose catchphrase, right? Because I’m kind of going to do it anyway.
2. Jupiter Lanes is closing in early June. So I’ll have to find another place to drink bourbon from a Styrofoam cup well before noon. My porch is currently in pole position.
3. The only way I’d be less interested in Rick Perry’s forthcoming book is if Dan Brown was his co-writer. And even then it probably would be better, because you know Perry would wind up in some antechamber below the governor’s mansion trying to decipher ancient masonic symbols in his race against time (and the federal government!) to find a piece of the true cross or something.