Add Another Hot Teacher . . .

. . . to the list.

"Where In The World . . .

. . . is Matt Lauer" finds him in Dubai this morning. Amazing. They just featured the ski dome which is rumored to be recreated around Alliance Airport. Don't know if it will ever take place, but it's cool.

Kinda Funny

When they filmed "Leave It To Beaver", they never dreamed of pausing two seconds of an episode on TIVO.

"Derailed"

I saw this movie a few months ago and didn't think much of it. Since then it keeps popping up on HBO and I find myself hooked ever time.

Liar

Mark Cuban said yesterday that he wasn't concerned that the Mavs were down 3-1 to the 8th seeded Warriors. "I stopped worrying as much when my kids were born," Cuban said. "It put things in a lot of perspective."

For almost 99% of the population, I wouldn't doubt such a statement. But with this nutcase, I do. I think the guy go into the fetal position for weeks if they lose tomorrow night. And I'll swear he said on HBO's Real Sports in February that he didn't leave his house for weeks after the Mavs lost to the Heat in last year's final. But for the life of me I can't find a reference to it on the web.

Compassionate Conservatism

Would the law require the doctor to also strap the mother down, pry her eyelids open and scream, "Look! Look!"?

Story.

All Britney, All The Time

Brit performed at the House of Blues last night. Jerky video here. But the big news is that pics of her covering her yahootys with nothing but flowers are all over the celebrity web sites today. Since I'm offended by such smut, I refuse to link to them (although you see more skin in a bra commercial), but you could probably find them if you looked for thesuperficial.com or wwtdd.com. But I know you won't.

I Did Not Post My Second Pic Of Kate Bosworth For The Second Day In A Row

I Think We've Gone Weather Crazy

For the last 30 minutes, as I contemplate how my bad back could hinder my chances for qualifying in the 2010 Olympics, I have had to listen to David Finfrock on Channel 5.

There is not a tornado. There are not 60 mph winds. There is no hail. There is no plague of some angel coming to kill my first born. We just have a bunch of thunderstorms coming through the area. For that, Channel 5 throws everything planned for their 6:00 p.m. news in the toilet and goes All David, All The Time. Kill me.

My Obligatory Pic Of Jacksboro

From this morning.

Sad news

Just heard that former Decatur and Jacksboro distrct judge John Lindsey has passed away.

I'm Off To Jacksboro . . .

. . . . with a hundred ibuprofen and my car's seat warmer cranked up on high regardless of the temperature. I might rip out my L4/L5 by the time I get to Wizard Wells.

In A Long Story About A Civil Judge . . .

. . . in Fort Worth possibly making racially insensitive comments, I was more taken aback by these:

The judge said he wants the plaintiffs to get their money, but he also wants them to think about going to trial and turning down a settlement offer. He said he was just trying to be helpful . . . . "I'm trying to help these people get a good settlement. And they took it," Keis said. What is he? An advocate for the plaintiff?

I'm Delerious From A Legalized Controlled Substance

I just heard these girls say, "Beeeeaaaarrrreeeee, we'll take care o' yew!" If I hop in bed quickly enough, I might be able to meet them at Rodeo Exchange in my dreams. Good times. Heck, I'll even dance to AC/DC if that's my only option. And I might just bow up to the redneck in the corner. Yeah, you! Watchu lookin at, plowboy? . . . huh . . . getting sleepy. . . losing life force . . . .

Now That's What I Call A Tease

I dog the Messenger when it needs dogging. But I'll praise it when it has some good stuff. Check out this sports column tomorrow by Robert Morgan. Definitely good stuff.

Edit: Story here.

I Rarely . . .

. . . just link to a news story and say "read it" but this one is fascinating. I find it interesting because: (1) I don't know how the defense can win that case. I'd have my guy plead guilty and make it a punishment trial. (2) It's fascinating that both the defendant and the victim had been at Michael's in Fort Worth before the accident - that restaurant/bar is known to be a tad bit "uppity" and, although I'm a fan of "uppity", the two times I've been there I found it BORing. (3) There's a Lisa Mosier named in the story. I met an extremely attractive Lisa Mosier from Fort Worth several years ago through a buddy, and I've got an email into him to see if it is the same person. (The last time I saw her was in the Backstage Club at the Stock Show. Which is particularly shocking to think I've ever been in the Backstage Club at the Stock Show.) And my back still hurts.

If I Can No Longer Jog

Stolen from C4U here, but I think its a funny pic.

Lap Band Surgery Can Turn You Into That?

Yahooty. (From today's Dallas Morning News, p. 14A.)