Can you believe it’s already that time again? We’re kicking off this year’s Best of Big D Readers’ Choice voting with our Shopping poll, which begins Monday. You’ll have two weeks to cast your ballots, and can vote up to once a day on your desktop, laptop, tablet, or smartphone.
Just visit Dmagazine.com after 12:00 a.m. February 20, and it should be obvious where you can vote. Then return every day through March 4.
The results of the Best of Big D Readers’ Choice polls — which will include four additional rounds of voting in the coming weeks — will be published in the August 2012 issue of D Magazine. And we’ve added some new categories to vote on this year. Take the jump to see the full list, and start thinking about your favorites.
I have to publicly apologize to my neighbors. I’ve ruined a really good thing, and I just feel awful about it.
I, along with my husband and dog, used to live in a gorgeous apartment overlooking Main Street. We loved that place. But it didn’t have hardwood floors, or a second bedroom. So we moved up a few floors and took a unit overlooking Elm and Ervay. The first night we moved in, we were greeted by a rather unexpected sight—women dancing in very short shorts and sports bras. That’s when I realized we had mistakenly placed ourselves in the best spot for watching the Mavs dancers practice. My husband was rather pleased by this. I was pleased when I looked out a few nights later and realized that the ManiAACs practice there, too. (Of course, unlike their counterpart, they practice with most of their clothes on.) Anywho, I was so excited by this discovery that I tweeted a blurry photo of the dancers saying, It’s Mavs Dancers Time. A little while later, I got a response from @megateddles (a Mavs dancer) saying, “um terrifying!” I thought that was the end of that.
But it isn’t so. A couple nights ago, I looked out our window to see if there were any dancers practicing. I was met by black shades. Yes, dear neighbors, I was the one who caused the shades that will forever block our view of the wonderful hairography of those skimpily clad Mavs dancers. But, even worse, I have also blocked the view of the XXL t-shirt wearing ManiACCs. And for that, I am forever sorry.
On Wednesday I had the pleasure of eavesdropping on a post-disappointing Valentine’s Day conversation, in which a young, currently single lady was lamenting that fact that all her boyfriends have A) worked at Central Market and B) all turned out to be jerks. I didn’t have any immediate thoughts on her mating habits, but she did make me think about the Central Market flier I’d fished out of my mailbox earlier. Since it’s the weekend before Fat Tuesday, the grocery store has a traditional Mardi Gras king cake on sale for $9.99. It comes with a baby— probably the five most frightening words in the English language.
Friday
Hold your Fat Tuesday horses. I’m torn between two different theatrical events, so I’ll just throw them both out there and let you decide. First, Lindsey Wilson saw Bring It On: The Musical over at the Music Hall at Fair Park, reviewed it for FrontRow, and now I want to go see it, too. You know the movie. It’s awesomely awful. The musical hasn’t had a Broadway try out just yet (making this a bit of an outlier for the Dallas Summer Musicals), but it does have an impressive pedigree: In The Heights creator Lin-Manuel Miranda wrote the music, and Tony Award-winner Andy Blankenbuehler did the choreography and directs. Lindsey says this show shouldn’t work, and yet, somehow it does. Tickets are still available for this evening, and the run ends next week.
Mark Cuban seems to be in a giving mood lately. Well, kind of. He gave $40,000 to keep the Greenville Ave. St. Patrick’s Day Parade alive. So it’s not like he’s just handing out money to anyone with a sob story. OR IS HE? He might be. If you don’t ask, you’ll never know. So here is a list of things Mark Cuban could pay for, if he is so inclined.
Sorry. Have to go into a meeting. Add to it in the comments if you feel like it.
So Many Juvenile Jokes, So Little Time. Houston drinks our poo water. Granted, it’s our treated poo water. But then I read the rest of the story and basically we’re saving our treated poo water now in case we have a drought, so we could be drinking poo water, too. Happy Friday!
No Parking Way. Residents on one street in the Bishop Arts section of Oak Cliff got tired of having to circle their own block for parking spaces, so they went the way of the M Streets and other areas, and made their area residents only. And now businesses are scrambling to see if there’s a way to make nice before every single street in the area is RA.
Little Girl Just Wants to Play with Her Friends. Allison Lewis is 10 and adorable. All she wants is the City of Garland to step up its game and make its playgrounds a little more handicapped accessible, so that she can play with all her friends – including the ones in wheelchairs. How can you turn down a 10 year old? I mean, that doesn’t have something bad going on like a bottle rocket tied to a cat or a Justin Bieber album or something.
Youth Leadership. DeMarcus Offord and Lawrence Jones are running for school board seats in Dallas and Garland, respectively. Both are fairly fresh out of high school – Offord is 20 and Jones is 19. What is interesting is that in the case of Jones, he has a former Garland Chamber of Commerce president, Ed Jackson, acting as campaign manager. And apparently Jackson echoes.
Another Medrano Testifies Against Family. The case against the Medrano family and its alleged voter fraud in Justice of the Peace Carlos Medrano’s bid for office in 2010 apparently picked up a little more steam yesterday when another member of the family, Robert Edward Medrano, opted to testify against his family, saying that his mother, Sylvia, and cousin Carlos kept him in the dark about how serious the case was.