Before pop-culture guru Chuck Klosterman ever railed against John Cusack and Coldplay for ramping up the expectations in the relationships of actual living people, we had Neil Simon raising the bar. In one little rom-com of a play, he’d create conflict, diversion and some sort of wrap-up to show that…
I’m currently debating the relation of happy hours and spa services. On one hand, I could see that the more happy hours one attends the fewer relaxing services one needs to invest in. De-stressing via intoxication. On the other, however, alcohol–especially high-cal cocktails–do things to the skin and body, so…
Comedian Gary Hood is a comedy legend. Not the kind of legend that you know of because he’s been in some dumbass Dane Cook movie that made an astonishing amount at the box office, but because of the people he’s worked with, written jokes for, written jokes with, opened for,…
Mike Epps has some huge bleeping shoes to fill. Rising up from 2000’s Next Friday to Resident Evil: Extinction and on to Hancock and Soul Men, Epps has been making his mark on film. His comic relief is easy and natural, but his next role will be far from effortless:…
It’s no mystery that we’re a fan of sweet treats around these parts. And thanks to our last Best of Dallas issue, it’s also no mystery that we dig on the Natsumi gelato. We’ve given props to the organic partially-organic gelato purveyor for hand-cranking flavors that taste so much like…
Monday night, a group of six girls settled into a cozy booth at a chain restaurant to um, “pepper in some refreshment.” Seems strange to go with Chili’s, perhaps, but the place has a spiral-bound menu of specialty drinks. It’s cute, it’s colorfully illustrated and it’s totally effective marketing, shamed…
If Phantom of the Opera taught the theater crowd anything, it’s that people love a good musical about facial disfigurement and love triangles. Jeanne Tesori and Brian Crawley were paying attention to that fact when they penned and opened Violet off-Broadway in 1997. It follows a girl on a quest/roadtrip…
OK, let’s take a poll here. Raise your hand if you’ve already broken (or haven’t yet started) some body image-related New Year’s resolution. It’s cool, you don’t have to tell me what it was…or won’t ever be, for that matter. I have my own I’m not sharing…except to say it…
According to press materials for One in 3, statistics show that in a random selection of women–say, for instance, at the grocery store, a sporting event or even church–one of every three will have had an abortion. That’s an interesting statistic, to say the least, for a subject that’s often…
Okay, let’s try something different. Something titillating. Since Observer staff writers Merritt Martin and Megan Feldman almost never get in a cat fight that spills over into the mud-wrestling pit, they instead want to entertain us visually-stimulated, testosterone-saturated dorks with their own list. Couple of months ago I gave you my…
It’s gonna be Saturday, oh, tomorrow, and you ain’t got squat to do? Um, you will, actually, because it’s time for Kettle Art to work the reels once again. That’s right, you’re spending Saturday on Elm Street.The Deep Ellum Enrichment Project returns with “Hopelessly Devoted to You II,” the second…
Do you need to know about wintertime crappie? Wait. Back up. Do you know what crappie is? Do you know how to cast? Is one side of your two-car garage occupied by either a bass boat or a gun safe and buckshot loader? Do you know how to handle live…
After the New Year’s Eve parties and the champagne and the countdown I always feel like I’m missing something. There’s something I never can put my finger on, something that got left out or behind. Then I bolt up from sweaty slumber and realize: I didn’t hear a polka or…
If comedic gender swapping and spot-on drag costuming got actors Oscar and Tony nods, the talented Uptown Players would have the award market cornered. The company is known for its gender-bending comedies and edge-teetering satires, and fortunately for all with a charitable and theatrically bent pocketbook, their fund-raisers don’t shy…
Let’s get this out of the way: Tickets to Dancing With the Stars: The Tour range from $49.50 to $225. Yeah, that’s right. And be forewarned, you can drop two Franklins for dancefloor ducats and not get to see Cloris Leachman’s octogenarian cleavage heave its way through a paso doble…
Having recurring appearances as Girl Drink Drunk on our City of Ate blog, I have to say that I totally agree with comedian Sebastian Maniscalco when it comes to his disdain for apple martinis. Take it from a girl who has been in a few bars and downed a few…
So Sean Avery’s gone, dealing with anger management issues and a big mouth. That’s all very politically correct and all, but if the guy–and all Dallas Stars–used some well-placed trash talk on the ice instead of in the reporters’ mikes, we might get a little more action on the ice…
Now, I don’t know about you, but when I have a “jungle fantasy,” contortionists are most definitely always involved. Occasionally there are acrobats and jugglers. Often clad in animal-print Lycra, they writhe around, bending this way and that, with intensely theatrical lighting focused down on them like moonlight amid fake…
You may have noticed a little bit of a chill in the air this Monday (specifically a wind chill of 18 degrees). You might have even car-skated over a thin little layer of ice on your way home from the city’s cubicles and retail counters. These elements and some additional…
Frankly, I’ve always thought Tiny Tim got undue applause. That “God bless us, every one” line brings out the “ah”s and teardrops but c’mon, people. The kid’s from a good family. He was saying that stuff already; it just wasn’t staged. I know it’s cool he made it through another…
It’s a tired old saying that one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. But Marilyn Waligore’s The In/Materiality of the Everyday has been able to make that statement mean something new and exciting. In the case of Waligore’s digital photography exhibition, the artist is able to take recyclable items such…
Waiter: “And what would you like to eat, little girl?” Girl [occasionally at a non-indoor speaking volume]: “I’ll have French toast with syrup! And strawberries! And bacon! And juice! No, wait! Eggs! This looks yummy, I’m hungry!” Waiter: “And for you?” Ballerina: “I’ll have three egg whites and black coffee.”…
