Showing posts with label Super Bowl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Super Bowl. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Green Bay Comes to Dallas

The Packers brought their weather with them.  Just in time for Super Bowl week we've been hit with an Artic blast that would make Wisconsin folks feel at home...and wonder why they left.  It was 75 on Saturday and today it's 20 and dropping.  Gusty winds are bringing the wind chill to a crisp 1 or 2.  That's not soft, pretty snow in the picture, it's solid ice.  There are a zillion events planned in the area all week, many of them outdoors.  Instead of a typically mild North Texas January, we've got collapsing party tents and a city at a standstill.  Luckily for me, my new job doesn't start until next week so I don't have to get out in it.  I'd better go now, Wes has the hot chocolate heated up. 

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

You Will Not See These During the Super Bowl

These super gay Doritos ads were not actually created by Frito-Lay but rather were part of a contest for Super Bowl ads.  What do you think of them?





I kind of like the first one, but the second seems kind of creepy. 

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Clueless Queens

I'm a member of a club called OLITA, which stands for Oak Lawn Investment and Travel, Oak Lawn being Dallas' gay neighborhood.  It purports to be the oldest gay organization in Dallas, but has nothing to do with investment or travel.  It's purely a social organization and dates from the days when gay bars were routinely raided and having "gay" in your name was dangerous.  The entire point of the club is to have a party in a private home once a month.  The party always includes an open bar and dinner.  The membership skews a bit older and OLITA is sometimes referred to as Old Ladies in Total Abandon, but that's just crass.  In February, we traditionally celebrate Founders Day by dressing up (in men's suits, not gowns) and having our event in a hotel or restaurant.  The place where we held the past several Founders Days has regrettably closed, so our secretary has been busy trying to find another location.  He has had no luck.  It seems that every hotel and restaurant in Dallas is booked and has no room for a private party of about 75 men.  What a mystery.  We've never had this problem before.  Why all the trouble this year?

Maybe because we chose Super Bowl weekend.

And the Super Bowl is in Dallas this year.

And none of us old queens had a clue.

We're going to find an alternate date.