Did you see this article on Deep Ellum in the New York Times a couple of weeks back? If you did, you might have noticed the reference to La Grange, a newish bar in the space that used to be Cafe Istanbul. In addition to live music, the bar also shows movies on Wednesday nights. Tonight’s selection? Better Off Dead. Popcorn is free and wine is half off, but I’m most excited about getting my hands on one of those liquored up snow cones everyone has been talking about since last weekend, when they were selling them at the HomeGrown Festival. I’m not sure how much they cost, but it’s probably around two dollars.
Also, Wicked opens tonight at the Music Hall at Fair Park. This time you can dine on the Wicked Wedge of the West and pick through Elphaba’s Entree Extravaganza at the Dining Room pre-show. Also, I didn’t know this, but you can take drinks into the Music Hall. Are you listening, Meyerson? Everything is better when I’m not parched.
ExxonMobil is holding its annual shareholders meeting at the Meyerson this morning. About a dozen protesters have assembled across the street. They have magaphones and are doing a call and response.
“What do we want?!”
“Cows!”
At least that’s how it sounded to this passerby. The cops have set up a barricade all along Flora street as if to hold back an invading army. I said to one bemused bike cop, “Looks like you really have your hands full today.”
“We’re pretty overwhelmed,” he joked, “but we’ll try to make it.”
1. I can’t wait to vote hard on the wet/dry referendum. It’s a no-brainer that this patchwork of dry areas in Dallas has to go. The liquor industry, though? They want to keep beer out of grocery stores (and in liquor stores), so they’re predicting all hell will break loose if we change the status quo. The DMN runs an editorial today taking a look at three North Texas cities that have recently gone down this road. The verdict? I’ll drink to it.
2. You’ve been following the dustup over at the District Attorney’s office? The county auditor says it told Craig Watkins back in 2008 that it had found evidence that Constable Jaime Cortes was getting kickbacks from a crooked tower. Craig Watkins’ office says, “Nope. Never got that memo. We didn’t hear about this till late 2009. Are we working a case against Cortes? Maybe. Maybe not.” Now you’re up to date. Me, I’m just waiting for the sweet, sweet, on-message quote from our good friend Eric Celeste, the communications director for Watkins’ reelection campaign. Eric is going to have to earn his retainer this month.
3. I love it when Dallas defies its stereotype. Yes, we’re right here in the Bible Belt. Those East Coast liberals (damn you, East Coast liberals!) think we’re all conservative and creationist down here. Well, let’s ignore the latter for now. But along comes progressive Royal Lane Baptist, which got booted from the Baptist General Convention of Texas for having gay deacons. Royal Lane Baptist, established 1952, was also one of the first to have women as deacons. Now, about that fossil record …
4. Did you know that in Dallas there’s nothing to stop you from picking up a stray dog and, even if it has tags IDing the owner, selling it? The Council is expected to pass an ordinance today that will change that. Kudos to citizen Brad Kirby, who, after having his microchipped huskies stolen, is behind the change.
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 currently 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. 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-timed 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 (sarah.eveans@dmagazine.com) 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.

Photo provided by North Texas Super Bowl XLV Committee
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?