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If I were planning on attending the Austin City Limits Music Festival down in Austin, I might care that the White Stripes yesterday canceled their Saturday performance, citing “medical reasons.” But my disappointment would be just as quickly dispatched by my elation that a Dallas girl’s been added to the…

Dave Neumann: What, him worry about the Trinity River Project? Never. Since we don’t like to say, “Told ya so,” we’ll leave it to a Friend of Unfair Park who’s earned the right this morning: “Can I just say…….told ya so, told ya so, told ya so!!!!!” Feel better? Because,…

Dallas resident Brandon Friedman, still fighting the good fight In July, I wrote here about Brandon Friedman, a former infantry officer in the U.S. Army’s 101st Airborne Division in Afghanistan and Iraq who now serves as a senior advisor to VoteVets.org. I am reading the Dallas resident’s new book, The…

I’ve heard of people who can afford to shop at places other than Forever 21. I know they exist, somewhere. And sometimes I feel like I can even see one or two of them, especially after I’ve thrown my well whiskey all over their blouses in a fit of jealous…

In general, I don’t really care about kids. I don’t have them and don’t plan on having them any time soon. But I do believe that kids should be allowed to, oh, I don’t know, breathe. I think they deserve that much. Last week, Taylor “Tay” Candelario, a 12-year-old asthma…

So, look. I know it seems like we’ve posted plenty about Neiman Marcus’ 100th — too much, no doubt, not gonna argue. But something about yesterday’s posting, concerning Neimans’ YouTube docs, is driving me a bit nuts — chiefly, the fact that the docs barely mention the late Stanley Marcus,…

A scene from Stuart Gordon’s Stuck, based on that infamous 2001 incident in Fort Worth. No doubt you recall Chante Mallard, the Fort Worth nurse who, in October 2001, struck a 37-year-old man named Gregory Glenn Biggs with her 1997 Chevy Cavalier, lodging him in her windshield; she allowed him…

Some of you, when told about a locally produced Web comic called The Green Reefer, billed by its creator as Cheech and Chong meet The Tick, will roll your eyes and say, “Stupid stoner-boy humor.” You people are called adults. Others have a finer appreciation of the artistry behind the…

Everyone’s stealing my book titles. The latest is Johnny Wilson, whose self-published tome is titled Str8 Ballin’ and is available from AuthorHouse. Says here it’s “a riveting storry from the streetz of Dallas, where money, power, and greed rule. Sex is everywhere, loyalty is everything, and betrayal’s always lurking. Jealousy…

At least I didn’t run into Sean Penn in the bathroom … So, which you like to hear about first — what the AFI Dallas International Film Festival people are doing at the Toronto International Film Festival, or what I said to Sean Penn in the bathroom Saturday night after…

If you go to YouTube’s home page this morning, you will notice at the top right-hand corner a video titled “Neiman Marcus — The Mystique Part 1.” It’s no amateur posting, of course, but one of six slick docu-ads Neimans is posting in the low-rent district as part of its…

Remember when you thought the private nightclub shtick dressed in VIP rooms was getting a little worn at the knees? Not so fast. Dallas has a brand new uber-buck lounge made exclusively of private parts — Praeda Ultra Lounge. Praeda means booty acquired in battle in Latin. (Or was it…

If you remember the alt-country “explosion” of the mid-1990s, then you probably recall the twangy swamp pop of Misissippi’s Blue Mountain. Maybe you saw the band open for Son Volt at the Sons of Hermann Hall back in ’95 (where the group actually fulfilled a request for “Freebird”) or, perhaps,…

In this week’s Buzz, I update you on the case of the painfully adorable Jacob Cato, adopted son of Tracy and Kelley Cato of Corinth. I first wrote about the Catos back in June 2006, when they found out they might be forced to give up their new son because…