You Can’t Blame the Youths

Hey, how bad could it be? It was dubbed in Spanish. Yesterday the news hit that a 9-year-old who reportedly learned to drive courtesy of Playstation stole three cars, eluded police in a high speed chase and managed to board two flights in an attempt to get back to Dallas…

The Play-Faker

C’mon, can’t we learn to forgive and forget? Looking at this, you’d think he’s already in. But despite positive referrals from the judge who sentenced him, the gopher who worked for him and the columnist who backed him , Michael Irvin isn’t a rubber stamp from getting into the Pro…

Chickening Out

Where’s Super Chicken when his feathered brothers need him? A bill that will make it a federal felony to transport game fowl (i.e. fighting roosters) across state lines already has more than 200 co-sponsors in the House and was recently introduced in the Senate by Maria Cantwell (D-Washington). If the…

Naked Girls Weekend II: Electric Boogaloo

Theresa Nasty Last week I told you to head out to Buddies for a drag king show that would at least blow your mind, if not your crotch. Girls dressed up as boys, political statements, dancing, etc. But there’s only so many duct-tape flattened breasts I can take before I…

Exiles in the Heartland, Part 2

Maya Angelou had one comment about the Fond du Lac controversy: “I’m saddened.” (Click here for Part 1 of this story.) This crowd was itching for a fight. About all the wrong things. The “Save us from the Christian Taliban” placard was a pretty good indication. David and Lorrie knew…

Stay or Go? Cue The Clash, ‘Cuz Tuna Ain’t Talkin’

Go down, Moses, and say let our Cowboys go. Bill Parcells, Dallas Cowboys hostage crisis, Day 13: Obviously he’s staying. Shows up for work at Valley Ranch every day, and ESPN’s Chris Mortensen, one of his few media buddies, is saying that Parcells will announce his decision to stay by…

No Homes for the Homeless, Again

Though they have nothing to do with the homeless, a Craig Miller (at left) catchphrase has apparently entered the DPD lexicon. There’s a piece in Dallas’ Only Daily this a.m. about how Bill Blaydes helped kill a proposed homes-for-the-homeless complex in Lake Highlands, on the site where the Jules E…

Romo Not an Idol Speculator

Carrie Underwood — seriously, I know I should know the name, but… Breakin’ freaking news: Carrie Underwood is not dating Tony Romo. See? “He is a very nice guy and I’ve talked to him a few times, but we are very much not together.” That’s what the Amerkin Idol tells…

Virtually There

Trust us, this computer-generated image of the Cowboys’ future home looks way cooler than we can show you here. Heartwood Studios, the San Francisco Bay-area company that produced that nifty computer-animated fly-through of the Cowboys’ future digs in Arlington, isn’t through pulling gems out of its bag of tricks just…

Yeah, But Why Don’t They Sell Bagel Holes?

While picking up some grub at the nearby Lemmon Avenue Einstein Bros. bagelry, a recent mystery was solved for a regular customer. It had something to do with those tasty candy cane holiday bagels the shop put out during the holidays. Turns out, they were just the regular ol’ potato…

Radio Experiment = Failed

Well, that didn’t take long. I started last week’s announcement of a new all-sports radio station by cautiously warning that the Sports Fan 990 experiment was either “hopelessly pitching pebbles at the castle walls…or perhaps the latest, greatest idea in local sports radio.” Three days into its first week, we…

Love’s Not Blind. It’s Just Stupid.

Dallas County Commissioner Ken Mayfield tells us that he has asked new District Attorney Craig Watkins to investigate Dupree after the Oak Cliff-area constable admitted to the Observer that he arranged to have his purported ex-lover arrested and deported to Honduras. A spokesperson for Watkins says that the office’s public…

Styx = Dicks

Styx pisses off its No. 1 fan, so how many does that leave–not counting their mothers? In our never-ending search to cover the vast expanse of the DFW music scene, we stumbled upon this item about, uh, Styx. Normally, we would sooner French-kiss some unsavory character like, say, Bill Parcells…

Mayor on the Cover of the Rolling Stone

Gonna buy five copies for her mother: Mayor Laura makes Rolling Stone, and we didn’t even know she released a single. Well, not exactly on the cover. But Mayor Laura Miller is indeed in the latest issue of Rolling Stone (the one with James Brown on the cover; the mayor’s…

Smuts Illustrated

Richie, we gotta tell you: This is one blog item we can’t get behind. We’ve tried. Hiyo! Prepare to be insulted. Because next month the world’s most popular magazine edition hits newsstands, and the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue is a slap in the face to all sports fans. How’s that,…

Do You Wanna Die? (On Guitar Hero 2, Dude. Chill.)

In November, we mentioned how a certain former local rock god hosts “Guitar-B-Que” parties in his backyard, during which said former rock god projects the game Guitar Hero onto the side of his garage. Well, Clark Vogeler wasn’t in the Toadies when the band broke with “Possum Kingdom” (Clark was…

Don’t Worry, Jim. You’ll Be A Lot Warmer Soon Enough.

WFAA’s Pete Delkus unveils the station’s latest weather forecasting tool, Doppler GODar. O.K., now I feel guilty about my Pete Delkus rant yesterday. I have reconsidered my feelings about yesterday’s weather, and I see now that my issues are not really with Delkus but with God. That’s an old beef…

On the Real-Estate Cannibals Devouring Oak Lawn

Ever wonder what goes on at the monthly Oak Lawn Apartment Managers Stakeholders Crime Watch meeting? (If not, don’t worry. This isn’t about that.) It occurs at the Oak Lawn Branch Library. Lunch is donated by a local business member — yesterday, a dozen boxes of pizza from Bank of…

Busted

Let’s see, um, Cheech Marin? Ron Jeremy? How about ol’ Caligula? Gotta find somebody fitting to present Michael Irvin at the Pro Football Hall of Fame. Because ready or not, Canton, here he comes. “I’m on pins and needles,” the former Dallas Cowboys receiver says Monday after a couple weekend…

Chicken Man

The Chicken Man?” the woman behind the counter asks. “Just go on up the road about a half-mile, like you’re fixing to go out of town. Take a left, then a right. You’ll see the chickens.” I’m at the Whistlestop General Store, the only business in Blanket, a Central Texas…