GASLAND The Movie May 12 At The Modern Art Museum In Fort Worth

May 12 you've got to join me and Sundance Film Festival Special Jury Prize Winner, Josh Fox, for a showing of GASLAND the movie at the Modern Art Museum in Fort Worth.

This is going to be a BIG party, starting at 5:30 pm. Open to all. With a cash bar and snacks. The movie starts screening at 6:30 pm in the Modern's Movie Auditorium.

Movie tickets are $15. After the movie you can hang out with Josh Fox and ask him anything you want to ask.

At 8:30 pm the VIP After Party starts up. Members of Texas OGAP (Oil & Gas Accountability Project) and Josh Fox will be in attendance. You also can attend the VIP After Party. The entry fee is $100. That $100 covers your movie ticket.

All proceeds from the Gasland Event go to benefit Texas OGAP.

You can RSVP by going to the Gasland Earth Works Action Website.

Herds Of Turtles Today At Veterans Park In Arlington With A Bright Yellow Wildflower & A Detoxifying Wild Woman

In the picture you are looking at a herd of Turtles resting precariously on the banks of the Veterans Pond at Veterans Park in Arlington, today, under a cloudy noon sky.

The Turtles in Veterans Pond appeared to be organized into two competing gangs. With one Gang being the bank dwellers you see here and the other Turtle Gang controlling the opposite side of the pond, while occupying a big log.

A couple Turtles were doing underwater surveillance, occasionally periscoping their heads out of the water, to make sure, I assume, that no enemy Turtles were encroaching on their Turtle Territory.

I don't think these are a different brand than the Toxic Turtle that tried to kill me in July of 2002 in Lake Grapevine. The malevolent reptile was big. And fast.

Speaking of Toxic. I learned this morning that Betty Jo Bouvier, aka The Wild Woman of Woolley, is trying to tone down some of her Wildness by going through some sort of 12-step Detoxification Program. Betty Jo may be the least toxic person I've ever known, so it will be interesting to see what she's like after this Detoxification process works its magic on her.

In the meantime, in a Show of Solidarity with Betty Jo, I am drinking some De-Tox Tea. I don't know how well it is working. I'm still feeling plenty toxic.

I almost forgot to mention. I saw a new Wildflower today blooming at Veterans Park. By new, I mean, new to my eyes, this Texas Wildflower season.

My Anonymous Tacoma Informants Are Wrong About Toxic Fat

I am starting to grow a tad weary of messages from my Tacoma Informants. Some of it is just a tad too mean spirited. Now, I am not squeamish when it comes to mean spiritedness. Sometimes being a bit mean spirited is just what a situation calls for.

I think I need to clarify, for my Anonymous Tacoma Informants, my actual attitude towards the entity known as Toxic Tacoma Person #1, aka Fubbo.

The tone of the messages from the ATI (Anonymous Tacoma Informants) is that they basically think I hate Fubbo.

This is not the case. Yes, I've been appalled by Fubbo's behavior, offput by it, with my delicate feelers (term stolen from Gar the Texan) hurt by the behavior. But, hating Fubbo never entered the equation. It is more a thing of feeling sorry for the girl and her self-destructive, self-defeating ways. That and I do not like chronic lying.

So, this morning the ATI tells me that Fubbo is doing some heavy duty lying on her blog in a blogging about being fat due to eating a lot to cover her shame. Or something like that. And then the ATI got mean spirited, saying Fubbo was lying about having been non-fat in her earlier days.

Well, I can vouch for that fact, the non-fat fact. The ATI's are wrong in thinking Fubbo is lying about her skinny past. In the picture at the top you are looking at Fubbo, years before she became toxic and bigger. That is me, standing next to Fubbo, also years before I became toxic and bigger.

That picture was taken in front of the Boot Hill Cemetery in Virginia City, Nevada. We were staying in Reno, having driven there in Fubbo's little rotary motor Mazda car.

The second picture, where Fubbo is being all Betty Grable with her right leg, surrounded by snow, is at Crater Lake. That is Big Ed next to Fubbo, on the left, and Miss JW on the right.

As recently as April of 2006, Fubbo was significantly smaller than the 2008 and, I assume, the 2010, version. She'd been going to Weight Watchers and was looking good and healthy. After that she was hit with a family woe that would stress anyone, with her coping mechanism being to seek comfort in food, with Fubbo being the eventual result.

So, there you have it, my Anonymous Tacoma Informants, photo documentation of the Thin Fubbo. Now let's have ourselves an Informant Moratorium for awhile. Unless you come up with some really good material.

Citizens React Regarding Downtown Fort Worth Gunplay Of Texas Governor Rick Perry & Fort Worth Mayor Mike Moncrief

I thought it was maybe only me who thought the Governor of Texas and the Mayor of Fort Worth indulging in gunplay in downtown Fort Worth was a bit nuts.

But, this morning there were three letters to the editor in the Fort Worth Star-Telegram regarding the Governor and the Mayor playing with guns in downtown Fort Worth.

I can't help but wonder, how many instances of extremely bad judgment will it take for the voters of Fort Worth to quit electing Mike Moncrief as their mayor with 70% of the vote of the 6% of the voters who bother to vote?

I've given up on the idea that Moncrief is ever going to come to grief over his conflicts of interest crimes, as in being on the take to the Barnett Shale Natural Gas Drillers running roughshod over Fort Worth in cahoots with the corrupt mayor.

At this point in time, with so much crime, I'm starting to think the FBI is on the take too. If a city government can get so corrupted, why would it stop there?

Anyway, below are the three letters to the editor about the Governor/Mayor Shootout in downtown Fort Worth...

Not-so-hot shots

It is disturbing to have the governor of Texas and the mayor of Fort Worth pictured on the front page of the Star-Telegram waving guns for all the world to see. This is a negative message about guns, and it makes Texans look like fools.

Texans are not always viewed in the most positive light when it comes to guns, and this reinforces negative stereotypes.

-- Johnnie Skinner, Fort Worth

Did anyone else think it ironic that Perry is shooting blanks?

-- Ross Bannister, Grapevine

Even though they were firing blanks, doesn't this tell the celebrants on New Year's, July Fourth, etc., who love to fire their guns in the air using real bullets that it is quite all right because our mayor and governor do it? What were these guys thinking?

-- Paul Thomas, Fort Worth

Wild Lizards & Dandelions In Fort Worth At Oakland Lake Park

Due to our recent bout of rain, my doctor ordered daily walk options were quite limited today. Some places closed due to flooding. Others due to mud. That left walking around Fosdic Lake at Oakland Lake Park as my only reasonable option.

That worked out fine, I was in a hurry and Fosdic Lake is the closest park to my abode, just a couple miles to the west.

I thought the rain would likely have a lot of Fosdic Lake wildflowers popped out and coloring up the place.

As is way too often the case, I was wrong.

All I saw were some scrawny pink things, that I don't think are legit wildflowers. And some yellow wildflowers that I've been told, more than once, are a weed called a Dandelion.

When I stepped out of my vehicle, today at Oakland Lake Park, the first thing I saw was a lizard going after one of the Dandelion pseudo-wildflowers. I like my lizards to be vegetarians rather than carnivores. I feel safer in their presence.

So, without too great a fear of getting a lizard bite, I got down on the ground and took a picture of the Lizard and the Dandelion.

Someone, insisting on anonymity, put going down to the Texas Gulf Coast, to South Padre Island, on my mind. Now it's all I think about. Til something else comes along.

Happy To Have The Toxic Trio: Fubbo, Mister Sister & Mega Nag In Hawaii Without Me

Last night I mentioned that yesterday I got amusing incoming information, from Tacoma, regarding some Toxic People I no longer deal with, directly.

I am thinking the humor in this is likely something I am not going to be able to easily convey.

Let us start with the fact that there are Three Toxic Characters. Two in Tacoma, one in a Seattle suburb.

Let's call Toxic Tacoma Person #1, Fubbo. Toxic Tacoma Person #2, Mister Sister. And Toxic Seattle Suburb Person, let's call Mega Nag.

Summer of 2008, by the end of a month in Tacoma, I really had no alternative but to clearly indicate to Toxic Fubbo that we were done. I had had enough of her irrational tantrums.

Ironically, after the next to the last tantrum wound down, Fubbo was concerned that she'd damaged our relationship (she had, but I felt no reason to say so) and that she didn't want me to turn on her, like I had on Mega Nag, after I had had enough of Mega Nag's nagging, in April of 2006. It was further ironic that, earlier that month, Mister Sister had verbalized the same concern about being as bad as Mega Nag, after a Mister Sister toxic episode.

The last time I was ever to witness Fubbo in person I drove her to Safeway so she could load up on that day's supply of bacon, cookies and donuts. As we left Safeway and headed back to her house, Fubbo brought up a refrain that I'd been hearing for years, the we need to go to Hawaii refrain, that this would be the year we'd go to Hawaii together refrain. I knew this refrain would never reach refrain fruition.

Because, I had reason to say no, no trip to Hawaii with me will ever happen. Way back in the mid 1990s there had been a trip to Sunriver, Oregon. This was such a bizarre experience that I resolved to never be in such a situation with Fubbo again. This particular nightmare was documented long ago, back when I was still Dr. Durango, before losing my license. Reading my documenting of that painful experience, I am amazed I ever put myself in the Harm's Way of Fubbo again.

Apparently I do not easily learn a lesson.

So, moving ahead about 15 years, yesterday I got an email from my Tacoma Informant. I do not know who this is. The email address gives me no clue.

My Tacoma Informant told me that Toxic Tacoma Person #1, Fubbo, has been working on convincing Mister Sister and Mega Nag to go to Hawaii with Fubbo to all stay in a cabin together!

For reasons likely only accessible to me, this cracked me up. I would have to think awhile to come up with a more unappealing scenario than going to a tropical paradise, on vacation, with Fubbo, Mister Sister and Mega Nag.

I'm hoping Fubbo is able to convince Mister Sister and Mega Nag what a great time would be had by all and they all end up in Hawaii together. That'd be poetic.

Now, I've no clue how my Tacoma Informant comes by this particular information, but it rings true. As it is the sort of thing Toxic Fubbo would try and make happen, for reasons making sense only in Fubbo's mind.

I think the Toxic Trio should do the tropics together and then next year do Europe. Wouldn't that be fun? And very educational.

An 8.0 Earthquake Causing A Tsunami In Downtown Fort Worth With Lee Harvey Oswald's Mother Marguerite

Blog comments may be my favorite part of the blogging experience. Sometimes the comments can be informative, sometimes they can be funny, sometimes they can be inflammatory, sometimes they can just be downright stupid.

This morning's blog comments had a pair of good ones. Are they informative? Maybe. Funny? Sort of. Inflammatory? No. I don't think so, well, maybe.

The first of the 2 comments, that I'm talking about, came from Pat from Fort Worth, commenting on a blogging titled It's A Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World In Fort Worth Texas.

Pat from Fort Worth is concerned about the upcoming 8.0 Earthquake that will wreak havoc in downtown Fort Worth and possibly cause a tsunami coming from the little lake that is part of the Trinity River Vision Boondoggle.

Below is Pat's comment....

I believe the Texas earthquake forecast by Dr. Owour from Kenya is in downtown Ft.Worth, through the hospital district. I've been telling the City Council over 14 yrs. My council person Wendy Davis who crookedly obtained Sen. Kim Brimer's job, said "Whatever."

I identified with this article because they just bulldozed my 1928 brick house and cottage illegally because lawyers will not take on Ft.Worth. I felt if I'd resisted arrest to get me out, the earthquake would have come while I was in jail (if they did not "Waco" me) and I have not warned enough people. No house is worth an 8.0 earthquake at 1 a.m. after the mayor convinced people to move into downtown! . Warren Buffett, fraud that he is, is buying up Ft.Worth, and lately the BNSF railroad with passenger TCU Station one block behind my house. I guess the city feels they got FREE Development Property and made me pay to bulldoze it! They have big shopping center plans for this neighborhood and make sure developers know that most people here earn less than $30,000 a year! The earthquake is coming over greed of prosperity ministry brings BUT GOD has a soft spot for the poor.

The Trinity River Uptown will bring HEAVY WATER into the town area which an earthquake would spread all over and be a downtown tsunami.

When the Tarrant Count Justice Center was finished it begam to shake until desk drawers opened, evoking an engineer's study. Maybe a message from God or already shaky ground? Now, in June, Chesapeake will drill where I saw the earthquake. I surely would like to spiritualize this but I can't. God have mercy.
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And then I heard from Alex Hidell in response to yesterday's blogging titled A Gray Drippy Sunday In Texas Swimming In The Rain. That blogging blogged about the Ozzie Rabbit Lodge and Lee Harvey Oswald's Gravesite, which prompted Alex to share his Lee Harvey Oswald memories...

There is a bar in Dallas called Lee Harvey's.

I saw the JFK motorcade.

A friend and I went looking for Oswald's grave one night on our bicycles. He lived in Handley and I was visiting. We were scared off by a night watchman or caretaker.

I saw Oswald's mother once at a Safeway on Camp Bowie Blvd. She was yelling at the butcher. My dad and I heard her yelling as we walked in the door and he said to me I bet that is old lady Oswald.
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I can see where pedaling bikes, after dark, into Rose Hill Memorial Burial Park, where Lee Harvey Oswald is currently underground, would be a bit on the spooky side. If you read any of the many books about Lee Harvey Oswald's strange life, you get to meet his mother, Marguerite, in detail. She was a real piece of work. She is currently sharing space, nearby, underground, with her son, Lee, at Rose Hill Memorial Burial Park.

Dead Tired In Texas Early Sunday Night

It is only 9 and I am DEAD TIRED. I don't know why. I did not get up early. I did not do anything aerobic today, except for swimming. I pushed a loaded shopping cart around Sam's Club today, due to rain making any outdoor shopping cart pushing inconvenient.

Maybe pushing a shopping cart around Sam's Club is way more exhausting than I realized.

I got some fresh bizarre incoming from Tacoma today. This in reaction to my blogging, last week, about fresh Toxic Tacoma behavior, with today's incoming telling me some new stuff about what I guess I am now going to be calling the Toxic Trio. Not the Toxic Tacoma Trio, though, because only 2 out of the 3 Toxics are located in Tacoma.

Maybe I'll find the energy to blog about the fresh bizarre incoming, from Tacoma, about the Toxic Trio, tomorrow. It's pretty funny. The trouble is, I don't know if my Tacoma Informant is accurately informing me, or if my Tacoma Informant is feeding me misinformation. Then again, this Tacoma Informant has proved to be accurate previously.

Either way, it's funny stuff, at least to me.

I think it is bedtime now. See you in the morning. I hope that is sometime after 2.

A Pine Tree Ghost Stands On Dallas Cowboy Stadium 50 Yard Line

I got a Feedback Comment this morning via my Eyes on Texas webpage about the eminent domain abuse that was done in Arlington to get Jerry Jones and the Dallas Cowboys a new football stadium.

The commenter was looking for a lost story, wondered if I was aware of it and was hoping for information from me about the subject.

I vaguely recollect this part of the Dallas Cowboy Stadium Scandal story, but I remember no details.

Below is the Comment.....

I took the attached photo in May 2005 after reading a story in one of the Dallas-Ft. Worth newspapers. The story was about the little frame house in the neighborhood where the new Cowboys Stadium was to be built and it had to do with a couple who planted a little seedling pine tree early in their marriage. That tree grew to be 50-60 feet tall and it was sitting on what would become (now IS) the 50 yard line of the new stadium.

Are you aware of the story? I didn't keep it and can't seem to find it via online searches.

If you know who ran the story or how I could get a copy of it, I would appreciate the information.

Thank you.
Michael Brown
Arlington

Growing A Tandy Hills Prairie Fest T-Shirt

Incoming info from Don Young about a special high fashion opportunity available at the Friends of the Tandy Hills Natural Area Headquarters Booth at next Saturday's 2010 Prairie Fest....

Like everything at Prairie Fest, we aim for the lowest possible impact to the planet and the people living on it. That includes the Prairie Fest t-shirts. We could have saved money by going with conventional cotton t-shirts but that's not our style. (A single t-shirt made from conventional cotton represents about 2700 liters of water and 1/3 pound of agricultural chemicals.)

Our t-shirts are 100% Texas-grown, sweat shop free, organic cotton produced by SOS From Texas. The beautiful, full-color PF logo is silk-screened on the front with our proud Sponsors listed the back.

For 2010, Prairie Fest t-shirts are available in Peace Green, Panhandle Sky Blue and White (bleach-free). Find them at the FOTHNA headquarters booth in all sizes. Price: $16. each. (All profits go to FOTHNA a 501 (c)(3) nonprofit corporation)

Below is a video that shows you how SOS From Texas grows a shirt from start to finish: