If you haven’t heard the incredibly touching story of Mariah Slick, check it out.
As Rick Perry’s national popularity continues to slide–due in part to attacks on his 2007 executive order mandating that young girls in Texas be vaccinated against HPV–his campaign folks have to be wondering why they didn’t just come up with this years ago.
Some of you are still mourning the Great Cowboys Implosion of 2011 this morning (and some of you got the double whammy this weekend of the Second Great Aggies Implosion of 2011, too). There are many, many articles out there right now about what happened, how it happened, whether Tony Romo is to blame, etc. Even Dirk Nowitzki took to Twitter to comfort ToRo.
And then I came across this on Yahoo Sports – an article that says that if we were Kansas City or Cleveland or Seattle, we’d be thrilled to have Romo. That he’s actually a decent quarterback that does better than most of his post-Troy Aikman predecessors, and it’s just following people like Aikman, Staubach and Don Meredith that makes him seem so lackluster. I’m not entirely certain I agree that it’s just a case of Romo having the bad luck of being on a team whose fans expect a lot of their quarterback, though. You guys?
On October 3, he asked me what day it was. “It’s October 3.” Happy Mean Girls/Last Really Good Thing Lindsay Lohan Did Day.
Reports from the State Fair’s opening weekend are coming in, and by reports I mean tales of epic overeating. Which is wonderful, but in case you wanted to do something else, you can check out our handy week-long guide.
Monday night is usually a dark day for theater, but WaterTower Theatre makes an exception for their opening night performances for reasons that make plenty of sense sense. Namely, reviews and the like. This evening, they’re putting up Spring Awakening, a coming-of-age tale you may have seen at the Winspear last year. To be honest, I haven’t been entirely enthusiastic about this production. It’s been done, obviously, very recently— and this isn’t the sort of musical that should become comfortable or comforting, though of course its mainstream appeal makes that unavoidable.
But this morning I was thinking about the first time I saw Spring Awakening, and how sometimes I’m probably too cynical about this sort of thing for my own good. It does the musical a disservice to forget how excited I was a few years ago when friends and I student rushed an evening performance and lucked out with second row orchestra tickets. It was Jonathan Groff and Lea Michele pre-Ryan Murphy, and I’d never seen actors get so naked on stage (a novel thing, way back in 2007.) The songs were infectious; even non-theater geeks had the soundtrack on their iPod. And the message was and still is important: not talking about sex doesn’t make its complications and consequences go away. We’ve learned that lesson especially well, or maybe not at all.
I guess what I’m saying is, if you’ve seen this show before, you could give it a skip. But if you haven’t, or it’s been a few years, you should go, preferably tonight when the energy will be high. You have to call the box office for tickets, but I’ve been assured there are still a few available. I like the nearby Dream Cafe for a pre-theater meal, and as always, I recommend telling your server that you have theater tickets so he or she knows to pace you accordingly.
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It’s now official: working with Mike is impossible. We learned this morning that the Daily Beast picked his Rais Bhuiyan story as one of the week’s best reads. And when I say “we learned,” what I really mean is that Mike walked into work this morning shouting, “Get your popcorn ready! The show’s about to start! Big Miiike in the house!” Then he spiked a copy of Garner’s Modern American Usage and did the Dougie. The other Daily Beast selections from the magazines you see pictured included a Michael Lewis story in Vanity Fair. Right now Mike has a group of interns gathered around his desk, and as one of them braids Mike’s red locks into cornrows, he’s going on about how Lewis is a hack and how Moneyball is overrated and how he, Michael J. Mooney, could bed Tabitha Soren if he wanted to. Somebody needs to take this guy down a notch.
Peter Gent, North Dallas Forty Novelist, Dies: The former receiver for the Dallas Cowboys who penned the behind the locker room door exposé of football’s rough and tumble youth, North Dallas Forty, died Friday. He was 69.
Perry Tries to Downplay Racist Name of Family’s Hunting Camp: So who had a worse weekend, Tony Romo, who threw three interceptions to lay the ground for the worst collapse in Cowboys history, or Rick Perry, whose family’s hunting camp, we learn, has been long known by a racial slur? Perry spent much of the weekend denying the report.
UT Southwestern Professor Shares Nobel Prize for Medicine: Bruce Beutler, who will soon rejoin the faculty of the University of Texas Southwestern Medical Center, has been awarded the Nobel Prize for Medicine along with Frenchman Jules Hoffman and Canadian Ralph Steinman for their work on immune system defenses. His most important discoveries were made, in part, during a previous stint at UT Southwestern, when he discovered a molecule that plays a role in the nervous system’s first line of defense against disease.
Congratulations to Tony Romo and the Cowboys on completely dominating the previously undefeated Lions today. I stopped watching in the third quarter, but the Cowboys were up 27-3 and just getting the ball back–I had some errands to run and besides, I knew they’d never blown any kind of lead like that in franchise history. So it looks like the team is on track for an awesome season…