Just got a press release about local inventor Dawn Meifert. It seems she has invented a little something called PhitGrip, which is described as “a palm-size , tube-shaped, cushioned rubber grip with antimicrobial agents printed onto it.” Apparently, these grips prevent you from having to touch the handles on treadmills and dumbbells. And later, after all the goodness you’ve accomplished at the gym, you can use them on the grocery cart as you load up on treats. Speaking of germs and just generally bad things, myfoxdfw.com has the most awful, most ghastly, germiest story ever in the world.
Yes. Robert Gibbs took time out from telling us that Pres. Obama would be going to Fort Bliss to talk about the Dallas Cowboys and their blue uniforms.
Let us pause for a moment to curse the name of Evan Grant, the rat bastard that used to work for us and had the audacity to quit over a little thing like getting a better job offer that pays him, like, 15 times more money than he was making.
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Done? Okay, now turn your attention to this little ditty Grant wrote about the Cliff Lee imbroglio. A national ESPN radio guy said that the Rangers ace has been “mailing it in” because he doesn’t really care about his new team, doesn’t like the state of Texas, and just wants a better job next year (which on its face makes no sense; you don’t get a better job offers by sucking, except in Grant’s case). Grant called B.S. on the radio guy and on the local ESPN site. He use some rather convincing stats to point out that Lee hasn’t mailed it in, and he implied that the ESPN folks are simply making stuff up when they say “sources” told them Lee doesn’t care about the Rangers.
So yesterday, local ESPN radio talker Randy Galloway circled the wagons with his co-workers. On his show, which I’m told airs on 103.3 on the FM dial, he called Grant “lazy” and “a weasel.”
Yes! He is a weasel! And worse!
I wish we could invite you behind the curtains with us, so you can watch the voting happen for the 10 Most Beautiful Women in Dallas 2010. We’re in Week 2 of our semifinalist contests, and the numbers of votes are soaring. But the race is still tight. We’re biting our nails as we wait to see what will happen next.
We don’t blame you for finding it difficult to make a selection each day. Do you choose the youngest in the competition, Lauren, our 21-year-old who could kick everyone’s butt at math? Or Laurence, whose delightful accent transports you to a French cafe when you watch her video clip? Maybe it should be Alex today. Her darling dimples and fierce biochemistry/psychology double-majors make you weak at the knees. Or perhaps you’ll go with Bina, the sultriest attorney you ever did see. Then again, Ashley’s a great choice. Her bouncing curls and ear-to-ear smile shed some sunshine on this gray day. Only the top three will advance to the finals.
All we can tell you is vote. Vote from the heart. And vote every day. Good luck.
I don’t know who does Reliant’s advertising. I talked to the internet, and it wouldn’t tell me. Whoever it is, the agency needs to rethink Reliant’s outdoor campaign for the new “cap and save” program. I’ve heard the radio spots. They’re good. Straightforward and simple: you lock in your price at a cap. If the price of energy goes down, so does your price; if it goes up, your price remains unchanged. So far, so good.
But now take a look at the huge billboard that went up recently on a building two blocks down Ross from D HQ. I saw it for the first time today and remarked to one of our art directors that I thought it was bad. “Can you explain it?” asked the art director. “I don’t get it.” Which is precisely my point. Unless you’re already familiar with the “cap and save” concept, this billboard is confusing. Why would you be all “Oh yeah” if prices went up? Beyond the confusing words, the double image of the woman is dull. I give it a “D-,” and it scores that high only because all the words on the billboard are spelled correctly.
(Note: for a brief time, I worked in an ad agency and created outdoor ads. The people at Nestle, no doubt, still talk about the sweet stuff I did on their behalf while employed by Publicis. What I’m getting at is, I’m an expert in this field.)
Brett Shipp actually drove to Oklahoma and followed the father of Southlake-Carroll quarterback Daxx Garman around. He saw him working. He saw him taking the boat to the lake. He saw him going to their Oklahoma home. All of this, Shipp asserts, makes it pretty certain that the Garman family had no intention of living in their Southlake rental home past Daxx’s senior year.
In other words, he came here just to play football, something he wasn’t allowed to do in Oklahoma after skirting the residency rules there, something that also skirts the UIL rules here. Oklahoma’s high school sports governing body ruled he was ineligible to play for his senior year, and made the team he played for – phenomenally, by all accounts – forfeit several games, including a district title.
But I do have questions about this – because I do know Southlake Carroll is not the only school in the Dallas-Fort Worth area to be accused of recruiting, or turning a blind eye to discrepancies in residency. Several years ago, when I worked in Fannin County, a 2A school in Grayson County was accused of luring two prime running back candidates from a fellow 2A school down the road, by offering a relative a nice new rent house in that town, and a reduced price on that rent, to say those two kids lived with her now. When I worked in Prosper, the rumor was a steady drumbeat that two neighboring districts recruited all the time. So why this particular fish in the barrel?
And how fair, exactly, is it that the UIL requires the family be fully divested of their former house – in this economy? Many people end up moving to one area with a home on the market still, chosing to rent while the old abode sells. They also may leave furnishings behind because vacant homes are harder to sell. Don’t get me wrong – I do find it suspicious that the Garman family had all their personal effects still there, and it wasn’t listed as for sale, allegedly, until Shipp asked about it.
We wrote about Dallas billionaire Harold Simmons awhile back and called him an evil genius. Now the San Antonio Current has certified him as such (scroll down).
Well hello there. While you were checking your email and Facebook page this morning, I was busy planning your downtime. No thanks necessary. No, really.
Your first order of business tonight: bringing relief to the Gulf Coast … by drinking lemonade and eating fried food. If you want to meet the mastermind behind this delightful charity, Lemons to Aid founder Melissa Plaskoff reportedly will be at Rockfish’s Preston Forest Village location.
Once you’ve helped save the world, it’s time to reward that altruism. I have to admit I’m loving this idea (what reasonable woman wouldn’t appreciate the merits of a wine/jewelry party?), but it’s possible the spousal units of the greater Dallas area might not share that sentiment. Solution: send them off to Arlington for the Rangers game and $1 hot dogs. Trust me–this plan is brilliant.
Reporters are great. Don’t you love them? On Monday I posted some FrontBurnervian speculation about Steve Wolens’ campaign account. Was he holding it for wife Laura Miller? Elizabeth Soulder at the News had an audacious idea. She asked Steve Wolens. Wow. Someday I’ve got to learn to do stuff like that.
His answer: Laura is not interested in a state-wide race. He may be — someday.
You’ve read about the man behind the State Fair of Texas, now read about the various ways in which you’ll be splurging during the Fair. The finalists for the 2010 State Fair of Texas Big Tex Choice Awards are: Deep Fried S’mores Pop•Tart, Fried Chocolate, Deep Fried Frozen Margarita, Fried Lemonade, Fernie’s Fried Club Salad, Texas Fried Caviar, Fried Beer Texas, and Fried Frito Pie.
Pegasus News has the details on what these recipes entail.
Everything you ever wanted to know is right here.
I should mention before I get going that I am not a huge fan of driving, mostly because I am not a huge fan of other drivers. Am I a great driver? By no means. I’ve gotten progressively worse, in fact. But! That doesn’t mean I can’t do this.
1. Today’s high might only reach 89 degrees. That’s nearly 20 degrees cooler than it was two days ago. And that is awesome.
2. I understand how teachers at a school near Love Field could have accidentally released a kindergartener to the wrong adult after school. I’m not saying it’s right. But I understand. Second day of school. Everyone is still learning the drill. What I don’t understand is how an adult could pick up the wrong child by accident. Think about that.
3. Dallas County Judge Jim Foster has changed his mind about raising Dallas County’s tax rate, and now it looks like the September 21 vote might result in a hike. That stinks. But, hey, look on the bright side: it’s only supposed to be 89 today.