Tonight at 8 p.m. CST it begins. Join us at The Texas Theatre for the only Dallas watching party taking place in a theater where Lee Harvey Oswald was arrested. How’s that for a Dallas identity wormhole?
In the meantime, head over to FrontRow whereÂ we have a rundown ofÂ what early reviews are saying about the show — and the city. And meet Terry Linwood, the Jeopardy! champ and long-time Dallas fan who will be recapping the show for us each week. Be sure to check back early tomorrow morning for his take on the debut.
And to pump you up for tonight, a little flashback:
I fear I may have confused some of you with my relentless, possibly pointless posts about Mike Rawlings. To that end, I’ve made a Venn diagram to help. Feel free to print it out and save it.
DISD school board trustee candidate Damarcus Offord filed it last month, but it’s not going anywhere, since the commission ruled Citizen Mike can endorse candidates so long as he doesn’t say where he works. Well done, Citizen Mike. What do you think about it?
I was just thinking of making fun of Tom Leppert this morning and, as if on cue, he gifts me with a new campaign commercial. This time it’s set in a warehouse of some sort, full of people working because he is a job creator and, even though he didn’t create those jobs, per se, he has created jobs — so many jobs, you guys, you don’t even understand. Anyway, as usual it is stuffed to the brim with Leppert’s usual arsenal of sweeping hand movements. I’ve picked out my favorite four, which you might have noticed I already mentioned in the headline. If you didn’t, I’m not sure why you read this far.
Seniors’ Squabble May Go To Texas Supreme Court: A long-time customer of Frank’s Place in Alvarado, TX sued the owner, a former friend, after she berated him with homosexual jokes and insinuations. He wants cash and an apology; she says there isn’t enough evidence to prove “intentional and negligent infliction of emotional distress.” Now it’s a first amendment case, and it may be heard by the Texas Supreme Court.
Cowtown’s Panther City Heritage a Newspaper Gag: Bud Kennedy has an amusing look back at how a Dallas newspaper’s joke prompted Fort Worth’s cat love. A Baptist pastor and “notorious storyteller” claimed to see a panther in the dust one morning, and when the tall tale circled back to Dallas, a Dallas Daily Herald writer took the rumor and ran with it.
Severe Storms Headed Our Way: Duck
It’s terrible. Just terrible.
I’m not just stealing aggregating this item from TM Daily Post because it’s about the possibility that this year’s top college hockey player – who may win the hockey version of the Heisman Trophy – is a kid named Austin Smith, who played for Jesuit College Prep.
I’m linking the post because Texas Monthly is sticking to its guns, blatantly using the word “Metroplex,” and rubbing it in Tim’s face.
But we get to legitimately claim Austin Smith, the 23-year-old senior at Colgate University. He learned the game in the Texas, playing all his youth hockey around the Metroplex (hi, Tim!), as well as two years forÂ Dallas Jesuit High. To finish his development, Smith spent two years at a Connecticut prep school and one season in a Canadian junior league before entering Colgate, a small private school in Hamilton, New York (which also producedÂ Texas Brahmas coach Dan Wildfong), inÂ 2008.
By then, Smith was already good enough toÂ beÂ selected by his hometown team, the Dallas Stars,Â in the fifth round of theÂ 2007Â leads the country withÂ 33 goals in 32 games–ten goals more than the next player behindÂ him.
As discussed here last week, revenge must be visited upon Komen for the Cure founder Nancy Brinker for her heresies regarding Planned Parenthood. The latest salvo in the predictable smear campaign by the left/feminist machine and their media pals: this Daily Beast article that paints Brinker as a modern-day Marie Antoinette — spending frivolously, jetting around in first class, demanding that the underlings refer to her as “Ambassador Brinker,” not Nancy. (The article’s key named source, interestingly, is the same former Komen board member who called for Brinker’s head last week.) What’s next: a Committee of Public Safety to study Brinker’s sins in their entirety?
And a Twitter fight, no less, which is like when people had fights with graffiti in bathroom stalls in days of yore, in case you are not on the Twitters and have never seen a Twitter fight in action.
The Dallas Morning News (because Twitter fights are awesome and so why wouldn’t Dallas’ paper of record cover them) has the rundown here. But basically, here’s how it went:
Former Bengal/something else/Cowboy Terrell Owens (from his couch, since he’s kind of unemployed at the moment) makes fun of Terence Newman, sort of, for tackling Brandon Marshall and failing to bring him down during last week’s game, likening Newman to a “superman cape” hanging around Marshall’s neck as he ran in the TD. But he totally added “LOL” at the end of that, which should’ve made it cool in the Twitterverse.
Local NBC sports anchor Newy Scruggs then points out that Owens is unemployed, and says that his mocking of Newman was “petty.” Â Then it gets interesting, because OMG – Owens straight up called Scruggs fat. To be accurate, he called him “fat-so.” He then insisted that he wasn’t slamming Scruggs, but instead gave him some weight loss tips, like “u’re FAT & need 2 hit the treadmill ASAP!!”
Scruggs then reiterated that while he might be rubber, TO is glue, and whatever he says, bounces off of him, and sticks to Owens. Or maybe he just said something to the effect of, “I have a job and you do not, kind sir!” And then maybe it went back and forth for a little bit longer, with Scruggs telling Owens to pay his child support and quit claiming poverty.
But Owens got the last word, which was “fatmeat.”
Why isn’t there a market for Twitter war play-by-play?
In our November issue, I wrote about what happened when the image you see here of me and Troy Aikman wound up on a gay website called Queerty. The owner of the site and I got into it via email, with the end result being a pile of quarters on my desk. Here’s the story. Please flame me in the comments.
Earlier today, I posted an open letter to Derek Holland in which I took issue with the young man’s comedy stylings in the dugout during last night’s game. It wasn’t that I thought Holland’s impression of Harry Caray was bad. I just thought it was delivered at the wrong time. And, yes, as several commenters pointed out, Joe Buck and the Fox crew deserve much of the blame for asking Holland to do his impression in the first place. Many of the commenters had good points, and they were expressed politely and with good intentions.
One commenter, however, didn’t play nice. I did not approve his remarks, but here is what he wrote, using the handle “Mrs. Tim Rogers”:
Eat a bag of dicks and choke on them and die.
The best part? He submitted this comment using his work email address (I checked the IP address, too). This guy works for a very large local organization. I will not name the firm. Nor will I name the commenter. The guy doesn’t deserve to lose his job over this small matter. He’s a Rangers fan, right? We’re all in this thing together. Anyway, I tracked the guy down and gave him a call at work. Enjoy.
Rangers, Meet Cardinals: Let the break downs begin: Battle of the sluggers; don’t underestimate the birds; teams have only met once before; both teams trust bullpens; storied Cards have historical edge; unofficial NPR poll favors Cards; it’s tough to hit homers in St. Louis;Â schedules/projected lineups.
Occupy Dallas Shoved Out of Pioneer Plaza: While Occupy Dallas is forced to move, Occupy Fort Worth protesters are arrested. And even if all of these satellite OWS protests seem more and more irrelevant, I’m starting to think Jim Schutze’s nightmares are reality.
Cold Weather Coming: Today’s expected high of 89 degrees may be the last of it. Here comes fall.
A mole at Channel 8 sent us the video of the alleged and so-called quote-unquote assault perpetrated on Brett Shipp by John Wiley Price. We can’t show you the video. It’s protected by copyright. So we created this reenactment of the confrontation, wherein Price “uses his arm and the heel of his hand to physically remove Shipp from his office” while threatening to “split his throat.” Standing in for Brett Shipp is Rangers radio broadcaster Eric Nadel.
Why does Schutze take his own sometimes-perfectly-reasonable arguments and twist them into a pretzel? Because, like the Sean Hannitys and Rachel Maddows of Fox News and MSNBC, Schutze is an ideologue, and ifÂ something doesn’t fit into his narrow worldview, he has toÂ contort it until it does. From his latest column:
In the August 2009 edition, publisher Wick Allison urged readers to ignore growing concerns of government engineers that the inside-the-levees route might be hugely expensive and also dangerous because of its effect on flood safety.
Oh, really? Here’s the column in question. You will note it doesn’t even mention the toll road. It is about the Trinity project as a whole. The column’s point is summed up in the last paragraph:
Mayor Tom Leppert and the current City Council need to take a leaf from Laura Miller’s notebook. Don’t believe a word the engineers tell you. Don’t accept any of their assumptions. They paved over this city once, and given the opportunity, they will do it again.
Alas, we now know that Leppert and the City Council did accept the engineers’ assumptions. On the toll road specifically, the road engineers, the flood-control engineers, and the city engineers all said the Corps would eventually come around.
Schutze, of course, deliberately misreads the column because it doesn’t fit his thesis. He then misinterprets it — filling in his own words — to make it fit. He has used the same trick over and over again his entire career as a columnist. Which leads me to wonder why anyone ever returns his phone calls — when he bothers to make them.
I mean, he is running for Senate, after all, and I am just being me. Bearded and debonair and, yes, somewhat awkward, but just me. And yet, as of press/me pushing “publish” time, SCOREBOARD:
Mayor of Handtown — 1,206
Zac Crain — 1,538
Step it up, T-Lep.