1. Bernardino Garcia-Cordova, of Garland, wanted to bring a 7-pound, elaborately painted statue of Jesus — or it might have been Joseph — home from Laredo. Only problem: the statue was made of cocaine. It brings to mind the chocolate bunnies that were always a favorite of mine at Easter as a kid, and how I’d slowly devour them over the course of a week or so, body part by body part. I imagine Garcia-Cordova: “Hmm, today I think I’ll snort Jesus’ left arm.”
2. Remember how one of the selling points of the Trinity Project and the Calatrava bridge(s) was that they would create economic development on the other side of the river, and remember how Certain People poo-pooed the notion? Ask Philip Romano, Larry McGregor, and the deliciously named Khraish H. Khraish what they think of that (be sure to download the map; very cool).
3. After being out of town for a month on a fishing trip, Wick is apparently back. A couple hours ago, he sent Adam and me a note asking why there weren’t any posts up on FrontBurner today, which is a Saturday, part of a concept some refer to as “the weekend.” Nice to have you back, Wick.
