The setting for the event was The Lodge, the swanky strip joint off Northwest Highway owned by Dawn Rizos. But believe it or not, the No. 1 attraction at tonight’s cocktails-and-dinner bash there had four legs and answered to the name Mel. He’s one of about 50 pit bulls rescued a few years ago from Michael Vick’s notorious dog-fighting stable. Mel, who was used as “bait” to train the other dogs to attack, was later adopted out of Utah’s Best Friends Animal Society by Richard Hunter, a Dallas radio personality, and his wife Sunny. Sunny (shown here with Mel in photo by Jeanne Prejean) is the manager of VIP services at The Lodge.
The dinner was held to tout something called “Headlights & Hounds,” a bikini car and bike wash at the Lodge Saturday whose proceeds will benefit Best Friends. The noon to 6 p.m. event costs $20, and includes a good scrubbing by the Lodge dancers. (Of your vehicle.) Mel will be there, too, with Hunter, who addressed tonight’s gathering and noted one person who wasn’t in attendance: Dwaine Caraway, the then-Dallas mayor pro tem who famously presented Vick with a key to the city. “I invited [Caraway], but he couldn’t attend,” Hunter said drily. “He had a previous commitment … presenting a key to the city to Walker Railey.” Railey, of course, is the former Dallas minister who was acquitted of trying to strangle his wife in the 1990s.
Ben Protess has a rather skewedÂ take today in the NY Times on the former Dallas mayor (and a former college roommate, but let’s not get into that) who now runs the Financial Services Roundtable — or, as the Times puts it, is a “Wall Street lobbyist.”
Steve Bartlett is “aggressive”? Gosh, who would say such a thing?
Should I post a hypothetical? Those seem to bother people. Especially the hypotheticals where, almost from the beginning, there is a very clear answer, making it not so much a hypothetical as just a really dumb question. Or the hypotheticals where it’s obvious that I was just writing and writing and, at some point, either due to boredom or some small concession to my small audience, I simply gave up and awkwardly posed a question that had almost nothing to do with the previous 500 words.
(But people who commute to UT-Dallas might be interested as well.)
I live in Richardson, where a new restaurant is being constructed on the West Campbell Road site where a KFC once stood. Since there are no signs indicating what kind of restaurant this will be, and there’s no information about it on the Morning News’ anemic Richardson blog, I decided to do some digging. A friendly lady at the Richardson Chamber of Commerce told me it’s going to be Carl’s Jr.
So there you go. Not as exciting as an In-N-Out Burger debut, but at least I can get on with my life.
Allow me to welcome you to a weekend that once held the promise of summer rain. Not real wet weather stuff. “Summer Rain,” the hit single from Matthew Morrison, gigantic talent. Sadly, he canceled his Grand Prairie concert. My original theory was a deep depression over the psychic knowledge that he wouldn’t get an Emmy nod for his amazing standout performance on the best show to ever make Middle American teenagers seem smart, clever, and three-dimensional. But no. He just joined the NKOTBSB tour. Mystery solved! You’re welcome.
Over in good music land, beloved local band Seryn is performing at AllGood Cafe tonight. Ten bucks. Not only is Seryn awesome, but it’ll be nice to pay less than $15 for a show after shelling out large amounts of cash for everything coming up in September, otherwise known as the month I subsist on Maruchan chicken ramen (Bon Iver, Chromeo/Mayer Hawthorne, Cults, and Twin Sister are all worth it). Anyhow, you won’t find a better deal than this tonight, and if you do, you can email me and I will consider some sort of prize. Which would probably be the advance review copy of “They Call Me Baba Booey” sitting on my desk.
Something terrible is going to happen tonight: After five embattled seasons,Â Friday Night Lights is airing its series finale at 8 pm on NBC. The fact that the show finally garnered an Emmy nod for Outstanding Drama this week only makes it sting a little more, but I hold no grudges.
In honor of FNL‘s final episode, we tracked down Brad Leland, who plays a meddling high school football booster named Buddy Garrity on the show. Leland is originally from Lubbock. He now lives in Allen. And you can read words that he said to me over on FrontRow.
Oops. Maybe. Maybe not. Both Gov. Rick Perry (or, rather, his office) and the print shop that fulfilled a man’s order for a Perry for Governor button insist it was completely and totally an accident that the man got instead a Perry for President button. An accident that the button exists, and that someone designed it. Unless, you know, why – was someone interested in Perry running for President? Twist my arm…
The Mood Was Electric. If by electric, you mean angry. Over on the Dallas Morning News‘ Texas Energy and Environment Blog (or TEEB, as absolutely nobody calls it), Elizabeth Souder posted a rather routine item about ERCOT asking people to chill on the energy usage during peak hours because they were trying to avoid rolling blackouts. Seems pretty straightforward, right? Well, as commenters are wont to do (except, of course, you good FrontBurnervians, who would never do anything like that), the conversation quickly went completely off the rails and somehow included global warming, Obama, Laura Miller, light bulbs and how hot 78 degrees Fahrenheit is.
Get the Cluck Out. Arlington Mayor Robert Cluck apparently is rather peeved that someone has opened a Twitter (or Tweeter, whatever) account in his name. He wants it shut down, even though it plainly says it is a parody account.
I Drink Brass Monkey, And I Rock Well … So basically, Downtown Dallas Inc. has asked downtown purveyors of booze to not sell beer and wine with high alcohol concentrations. And basically, I have Beastie Boys in my head now. Â Alternate headline: Pour a 40 for the 40?
IMDb Roulette. Instead of an earworm, I give you an … eyeworm? I don’t know. It’s some quotes from a show or a movie, and it’ll happen every Friday. Find a way to work them into your comments today, will you?