Out of Time, Out of a Job, Out of the Country

If the staff at your neighborhood Cafe Express seems a little lighter than usual, a lawsuit in district court might provide the answer why. In July, Jaime Chavez saw in his mail a letter from Cafe Express, for which he has worked for several years. Chavez, who lives on Maple…

Children’s Museum Gets a Do-Over

We’ve never figured out the point of the water table at the former Science Place. Doesn’t seem very…science-y. I never understood why the missus took the kiddo living in our house to the Dallas Children’s Museum at Valley View Center–see, right there, those are words that should never go together…

Time For Some Mo Hockey? Already?

Mike Modano says he’s seeing Willa Ford “exclusively.” Either that means they’re getting married or about to break up. Seems like it was just yesterday we were burying your punchless, pathetic Dallas Stars after another first-round flameout in the NHL Stanley Cup playoffs. Actually, it was 111 days ago. But…

Cancer Happens (Or: You Could Be Next)

This photo comes from a Sierra Club report. Yeah, I thought it looked fake too. It’s not. While we’re on the subject of reports that proclaim us all doomed, more or less, here’s one released late last week from the UT Southwestern Medical Center that says just breathing Dallas’ air…

Crime Happens (Or: You Could Be Next)

According to the F.B.I., if you live in Dallas you might wanna buy one of these. Might save you and the cops a lot of time down the road. Saw this story in the morning paper about yesterday’s F.B.I. report on the rise in violent crime last year. Lots of…

15 Minutes of Doug Burr

Yer invited to be in Doug Burr’s video tonight. You’re not invited to be in Andrea Grimes’ video. Unless you’re Doug Burr, musically speaking. For those of you who haven’t gotten their daily dose of music news from Fine Line yet, I’ll summarize: If you’re not going to hit up…

Gimarc Has Another Alternative

George Gimarc, at far right, used to produce and write a syndicated radio show called Rotten Day with John Lydon. Bet that was a real joy. Because Johnny’s so…not rotten. If you grew up in Dallas in the 1970s and ’80s, you need no introduction to George Gimarc. On his…

Re: Man Bites Dog

My idol and role model Ed Bark, the writer I will probably miss the most in The Dallas Morning News now that he’s been cut loose and allowed to roam the streets unattended, sends this ready-to-post missive concerning my (maybe very drunken?) Sunday-night scented-oil massage: “Now that I’ve toweled off…

The Next Mayor of the City of Dallas Will Be…

If this picture were at all legible, you could make out the four mayoral candidates gathered yesterday for small talk and lox yesterday at Temple Emanu-El. I wouldn’t consider it an entirely wasted Sunday morning. There were free Einstein Bros. bagels, after all, and lox and cream cheese; hell, that’s…

Somber Success

Bill Parcells always has that end-of-the-world demeanor. The missus says he “looks like the world’s most depressed man” and suggested myriad medications. “I’m feeling sick right now, literally,” Dallas Cowboys coach Bill Parcells said after last night’s nationally televised game against the Washington Redskins. “With all the mistakes we made,…

Can’t…Stop…Writing

Former GuideLive editor Rick Holter has begun a blog. I still don’t understand why journalists do that when they don’t have bosses forcing them to. Anyone starting to notice the irony yet? Smells a little like…uh…bacon. By which I mean, for months Belo management has been insisting its buyouts at…

Man Bites Dog

Ed Bark says of Belo bossman Robert Decherd: “Many veteran employees at the newspaper have never even seen him. He’s not known as much of a ‘people person.'” Uh, Ed, we’re still not sure he’s a real person. Turns out, his bite is worse than his Bark. That’s Ed Bark,…

Simply the Best

Pops Carter will be at the Dallas Musem of Art tonight as part of its–and our, really–late-night extravaganza. As you (should) know, each month on the third Friday the Dallas Museum of Art has a stellar late-night event (from 6 p.m. to midnight). And each month the theme varies. Well,…

Radio is a Sad Salvation

I remember my grandparents talking about something called “radio.” Gosh, it sure sounded like a good idea. Broadcast radio’s about to die. No, seriously. Says so right here, in The New York Times today. Gonna happen; just a matter of time. CBS is selling off stations; Clear Channel might have…

Really, Nobody Wants Free Flaming Lips Tickets? Shame.

Really, I don’t get it. Yesterday I put out word we had two pair of free tickets to tomorrow night’s Flaming Lips show at the Nokia Theatre, and so far nobody’s staked a claim. How’s that possible? Trivia question too hard, maybe? Or maybe yer just burned out on the…

MILF Police Come To Town

You guys know I try to bring you the very best in participatory journalism each week, right? You know that if I thought there was any way I could enter the search for the Hottest Mom In America TV show, I’d do it. Unfortunately, my talents are limited. I can…

Sex & Bull

This is the mayor of Hereford. The one on the right, that is. Though in a town with a crap factory, ya never know. Just as the ground-breaking festivities were concluding for Dallas-Based Panda Energy’s new manure-powered ethanol plant in Hereford, a producer for Geraldo Rivera’s Geraldo at Large was…

Pyun Ping Pong

Chris Pyun, former executive chef of the defunct Jeroboam, is back in Dallas filling the executive chef post at the Dallas Central Market, which was vacated by Jamie Samford when he decamped for a slot as corporate chef and product development manager for Winn Meat Company in July. Pyun, the…

Heisman Hand-off

Given the starts to UT and Vince Young’s respective seasons, well, let’s pretend it’s still 2005 and the Longhorns are rolling toward the title. Because this year, not so much. I know, you’re sick of Michelle Wie talking about wanting to play in a Ryder Cup and then going out…

Mong Hit

I don’t know what Dallas Morning News editor Bob Mong’s like; never met the man, outside of a couple of phone calls over the last few months to talk Belo buyout. He always picks up his phone or calls back, and he never dodges a question he doesn’t like; so…

Free Lips!

The Flaming Lips are the best band in the history of ever. Or so says my son, who has his mother’s eyes and his father’s taste. I know where I’m gonna be Saturday night: at the Flaming Lips at the Nokia Theatre at Grand Prairie. You wanna join me? No,…