
Yow. Zah. What a baseball game Tuesday night. The Rangers beat the Yankees 4-3 thanks to David Murphy’s 10th-inning bases-loaded single to right field in the 10th inning. From the first pitch to the victory pie in Murphy’s face, the tension of last night’s was playoff-caliber. When was the last time you witnessed 46,000 fans standing on their feet late on a Tuesday night in August willing the Rangers to victory? Never. Love. It.
“Back” to you, A-Rod Timmy.
Dear Three Guys:
I’m sure that you, like me, love the playground that is LBJ. What’s not to love? People who don’t know how to merge, people who don’t know how to exit, people who find DART’s insistence that only carpoolers use the HOV lane a mere suggestion – all of these antics just make for the kind of trip home that every commuter loves.
That being said, I find it curious that, when you discovered you were going too fast for the traffic in the far right lane this evening, you decided to tailgate me and then honk several times in succession. Never you mind that there were five cars in front of me, and I couldn’t go anywhere. That sudden surge of adrenalin from thinking, “Dear, sweet, merciful Jesus, this is how I’m gonna go out – sandwiched between a City of Dallas trash truck and a Ford Explorer,” was clearly something I needed.
But when I pointed at the cars in front of me, as if to say, “Darlings, I can’t possibly go faster without a DeLorean. Perhaps we can simmer down?” your bright idea to whip across four lanes of traffic, and then slow down to make sure I could see you, so that all three of you could flip me off?
That was awesome. But you probably shouldn’t flip off your boss.
Yours in Christ,
B
It’s a well-documented fact that I watch bad television. I love it. But after watching one episode of this terrible show, I think we should call it a day. It’s way too long, and these people are terrible. At least on The Bachelor/ette, the contestants sort of pretend to have normal concerns—jobs, the pursuit of love, use of the word “amazing” as many times as is humanly possible, and so forth. But since their respective seasons ended, being a Bachelor loser seems to have become a full-time job for a majority of these folks. And they’ll happily endure any and all humiliation thrown their way. Instead of an age, Gwen gets a series of question marks. (She is reportedly 39.) Jonathan isn’t identified by his name—instead “Weatherman” flashes across the screen every time his mug appears. Tenley “Tiny Dancer” continues to dance on-screen. And sexual mishaps are rattled off with total nonchalance—Juan, short on cash and large on wanderlust, recently had sex with Nikki only because he needed a free place to stay in Chicago–maybe because they all seem to have hooked up with one another. Anyway, fame is the real name of the game here, and if the contestants happen to get laid and/or make some money in that pursuit, so be it. Let’s jump for a quick recap and, then, based on a single episode, I’ll name the five folks I think are most deserving of the $250K.
Among the positions that remain open (or have recently re-opened) is the chance to occupy the desk right next to me. Read about that, and other possible shots at your big break with the D Empire, here.
More and more fascinating detail is trickling out on the Mark Hurd/Jodie Fisher debacle. It includes tidbits about improper payments, a divided HP board of directors, and accusations that Hurd tried to pressure Fisher into having sex (he’s said to have denied it). If there was no affair or romantic relationship involved–as all parties contend–sounds like somebody must have been doing some heavy breathing, at least.
Unless you’re my wife, you know that this will be the Cowboys’ 50th season. The team played its first regular season game September 24, 1960. If you think that occasion sounds like a good marketing hook for a book, you’re not alone, as evidenced by the three coffee table books sitting on my desk: Dallas Cowboys: Yesterday & Today, by Jeff Miller, with foreword by Mel Renfro (West Side Publishing, $24.95, 160 pages); Dallas Cowboys: The Complete Illustrated History, by Jaime Aron, with foreword by Roger Staubach (MVP books, $30, 192 pages); and Dallas Cowboys: 50 Years of Football, introduction by Peter King (Sports Illustrated Books, $29.95, 192 pages).
Given that the city is eliminating routine road maintenance from the new budget, it is extremely timely that I happened upon a new study that ranks the conditions of Dallas streets, from worst to best. The findings are after the jump.
Once upon a time, not so long ago, I was treated to a round at Jack Matthews’ new Old American Golf Club, in The Colony. To me, it felt like the course was, oh, the the fourth-best public-access course in the state. I mean, just from personal experience. Well, Golf Magazine has confirmed that I have good taste when it comes to golf courses. Their September issue pegs the Old American at No. 5. Full release after the jump.
After we called Arlington Improv the best comedy club in Dallas, D Magazine intern Ashley Slayton decided to take a behind-the-scenes look at the place. Below you can watch the fruits of her labor.
Earlier today, Rangers beat writer/godless traitor Evan Grant mused about how the team would have been different under the stewardship of Mark Cuban. Which got me thinking: what would the team have been like if my bid had been accepted?
Scuttlebutt has it that Alabama and Michigan may have an epic throwdown in Jerry Jones’ stagium. Sports writers in both states are parsing the semantics on statements from both coaches, and deciding if “not imminent” is the same as “not a chance.”
There’s a rundown of the back and forth here.
(Editor’s Note: Bill Baumbach of the Collin County Observer website has been invited to be an occasional contributor to FrontBurner.)
At this week’s Collin County Commissioners Court meeting, during the presentation of employee awards, district clerk Hannah Kunkle presented a 15-year pin to her deputy Amy Mathis. Ms. Mathis is under felony indictment for racketeering and theft by a public servant.
I am astounded at the attitude of Hannah Kunkle and the Commissioners Court. The indictment of Ms. Mathis, Patricia Crigger, and four other deputy clerks has brought shame to our courthouse. All these indicted ladies are still supervising workers in the District Clerk’s office — acting as if nothing is wrong.
Instead of putting these ladies, who a Grand Jury has charged with the commission of multiple felonies and are out of jail on bonds, out of sight, the county gives one of them an award. Wow!
If this is how we want to run our courthouse, perhaps the Texas Rangers need to put the Collin County courthouse on a monthly raid schedule.
Following an investigation by the Dallas County district attorney’s office, the shelter manager at Dallas Animal Services has been indicted and charged over the cat that died recently inside the shelter walls.
1. Virgin America is launching service to DFW. So now we can gripe about another airline.
2. Speaking of DFW, the Orange Line is still on track to provide service out there. At some point.
3. While President Obama was in Texas, Governor Perry warned him of a “dire threat” along the border. The threat? Chupacabras.
Getting a little stir-crazy with the kids at home this summer? Are you tired of hearing them whine, “I’m boooored?” You could cure their ennui by putting them to work in the yard, but if you’re feeling merciful, haul them out to Fort Worth for The Modern Kids movie series. Beatless Nick sounds utterly delightful.
Moving on. You wouldn’t know it to listen to local sports radio, but the Cowboys are not the only major franchise in town. We also happen to have a baseball team. And that baseball team is doing us proud this year. Head out to Arlington to see the Rangers play the Yankees. I know it’s hot, and I know the traffic might provoke you to gouge out your eyes with a dull implement, but it will be worth it–particularly if the Rangers win. If you’ve ever seen a Yankees fan in the agony of defeat, you know what I mean.
Obviously you’ll eat half your weight in hotdogs and nachos at the game, but you might also want some real food. If you’re rooting for the home team, eat something you can’t readily find in New York: great tacos (I can personally attest to this). Try Fuzzy’s Taco Shop on Abram Street in Arlington. If you’re in the other camp (heretic), then clearly you’ll have to eat pizza. I suggest you check out Nizza Pizza, just south of the university on Cooper Street. The calzones are as big as your head, the prices are reasonable, and as an added bonus, the food is delicious.
If baseball isn’t your bag, check out other things to do in Dallas.