I’ve been to my fair share of comic book and science fiction conventions. But until this month, Claire St. Amant had never been to one. So when we went to the Sci-Fi Expo at the Irving Convention Center recently, I did the talking and she did the filming. We hope you’ll do the watching.
Dan McCarney might be my new hero. The 58-year-old UNT football coach had a stroke Sunday and was rushed by helicopter to a hospital, where he remains. An alert FrontBurnervian points us to a Des Moines Register story, which quotes him thusly:
“I’ve got too much Irish in me to stay down very long. … I’ve got a little tingling feeling, but hey, if that’s the worst of it, I’d say I’m a pretty lucky guy. Nothing wrong with me that a little Grey Goose won’t cure.”
Only thing I’d tell McCarney is that he might want to go the Jameson or Bushmills route if he wants to play that Irish card.
Somehow, I’ve neglected to put this up for, like, 18 days. I regret the error. Oh, what’s my favorite part? I guess I’d have to say: YES.
Woke up this morning to find my Facebook feed overloaded with this picture by Justin Terveen. I agreed with Patrick when he wrote this column about the Lite-Briting of Dallas. But I don’t mind it so much when the lights are all reflected in a very full Trinity River.
I’m not entirely sure what it is that Fort Worth ISD business support services manager Ed Spears is selling, but whatever it is, I’m buying it.
You remember my post about not being able to get through to the Pizza Hut media relations office? I was calling to ask about the H.U.T. Fund, a charity created by Pizza Hut CEO Scott Bergren exclusively to help students at my alma mater, the Booker T. Washington High School for the Performing and Visual Arts.
The Booker T. orchestra has a chance to perform at Carnegie Hall in May, but the trip will cost about $70,000. The group already has more than $50,000 in the bank, and a good portion of that money came from the H.U.T. Fund. As a proud alum, I’d like to publicly thank Bergren for his generosity.
You can read more about the Booker T. orchestra in the current issues of Preston Hollow People and Oak Cliff People. And you can hear them perform — for free — at 7:30 tomorrow night at SMU’s Caruth Auditorium.
When fighting off a beer thief hellbent on absconding with the frosty libations your employer has available for purchase, go for the glass eye.
We told you a couple days ago about the upcoming art exhibition of work by Michelle Rawlings (the daughter of Dallas Mayor Mike Rawlings), which starts Jan. 21 at the Oliver Francis Gallery. In perusing the young artist’s website for material about which I might make snarky remarks, one item initially escaped my attention.
It was on my second time through that I looked more carefully at the image you see at right, labeled simply as “uncle — installation.” The strikingly mustachioed man is the focus of the work, so one can easily be forgiven in not noticing the shirtless fellow to the right on the novelty Playgirl cover. Damned if that didn’t look like Mayor Rawlings himself. And it is.
Michelle confirmed as much, via email. And the story she shared about this wonderfully goofy mock magazine cover was surprisingly heartfelt:
It’s an Onion story, sure. But the Angels have done strange things in the past.
Nolan and the Texas Rangers should test these fabricated waters.

Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge Super Bowl lighting
If you don’t want to venture out in the cold tonight to watch the first “official” test lighting of the Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge, you might want to use the MHHB Cam that caught Tim’s fascination way back when.
Don’t expect an immediate turn-on. It’s going to gradually brighten starting around 6-ish.
Barry Popik, a lawyer in Austin, likes words. He spends a lot of time researching the history of familiar phrases. He once went to great lengths to convince Nancy that hamburgers weren’t invented in Texas. He has a website on which he discusses the etymology of a host of terms, posts photos of himself with New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg, and otherwise makes it clear that his intellect is superior to yours.
Part of his site is devoted to assembling a “Lone Star Dictionary,” and lately he’s been adding to it with a series of posts about the history of terms for referring to the inhabitants of specific geographic locations. I’m sorry to say that “Dallasite” appears to be the only legitimate option for those of here in the region’s biggest city. Residents of Fort Worth have two options: “Fort Worthian” or “Fort Worther.”
My favorite discovery on the site is that “Cedar Hillbillies” is apparently a real thing. But I was bowled over when I read the entry about my own hometown and its “Dentonites.” While the citations on most of his posts are fairly dull and taken from Wikipedia and its sources, the entry for Denton sees fit to cite the Urban Dictionary:
There are many, many reasons to love Dirk Nowitzki. But this latest one? Quite possibly the best ever.
Texas Governor Rick Perry announced his candidacy for the Republican Party’s nomination to become the next president of the United States on August 13. Since that day, he’s catapulted to the top of the polls and then just as quickly fell back to the middle of the pack of contenders. With only a week left before the Iowa Caucuses on January 3, many observers wonder whether Perry’s campaign can survive if he doesn’t pull off an impressive showing there.
But instead of worrying that we won’t get to see Perry play on the national stage much longer, let’s appreciate the grand entertainment to which we’ve been treated these last several months. D Magazine’s Zac Crain has covered Perry’s every step, in a way unlike any other journalist in the world. Follow the links for his recaps of the governor’s long, strange trip.