Remember the awesome almost-naked bicyclist I saw around Hall and McKinney couple months ago? I dubbed him the winner of my summer sexy cyclist contest even though the summer was clearly just getting started. For the record, I’m still good with my decision. But this morning I saw a guy peddling up that very same hill wearing a Dirk Nowitzki jersey and looking way too much like Drew “So Handsome, So So Stupid” Baird. In the alternate universe where this is a real competition and I’m not allowed to be the judge, he just might triumph.
Tonight seems to mark the beginning of many things, Theatre Three’s 50th anniversary season being one of them. Their first show, opening this evening, is Wild Oats, a Westernized retelling of an 18th century comedy of mistaken identities written by little known Irish playwright John O’Keefe and given the yee-haw overhaul by James McClure. Basic plot: The Thunder clan is reunited following the death of Loftus Thunder, who’s barely six feet under when everyone starts pulling out the six-shooters to squabble over everything under the hot Texas sun. Sounds like ridiculous fun.
On a more serious note, there’s a pretty great event happening at the Dallas Holocaust Museum. As you might know, during the 1980s, thousands of young men and boys fled their war-torn country of Sudan. Some wandered for years, many died. But eventually, a good number settled in the States. Four of North Texas’ own “lost boys” were the inspiration for a locally-funded, recently released graphic novel chronicling the horror they endured. Tonight, the authors will sign books and lead a discussion, and Angelo, one of the survivors, will tell his story in person. Art & Seek has an in-depth piece on how the novel came to be. An RSVP is required if you wany to attend tonight, so get to it.
For more to do this evening, which includes the kick-off documentary in the Texas Theatre’s Doc Weekend film series, go here.
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