Jack Pearadin and Doug Nelsen found a 1.73-carat diamond after nearly a year of searching the park's field.
9 p.m. Metroplex. $25-$75.
Barring any unforeseen illnesses or disasters, you'll have many more Thanksgivings to spend in the comfort of your home, surrounded by family and loved ones, all planted on the couch in a football-and-stuffing-and-turkey-and-Wild Turkey-induced stupor.
How many more opportunities will you get over the rest of your life to spend Thanksgiving with Gucci Mane? One? Maybe two, if you're lucky?
Gucci's latest mixtape is last month's "Trap God," which he announced via Twitter would be "My Biggest Mixtape EVER!!!!!!!!!" For a guy who's released like 50 mixtapes a year for the last several years, that's saying something. "Trap God" isn't a radical departure of any sort, but you've got to give the man credit for making sure his listeners don't go without.
Besides, I get the feeling Gucci fans aren't exactly waiting with bated breath for his full-band rock album (lookin' at you, Lil Wayne's "Rebirth"). Instead, you get 20 tracks with a veritable cornucopia of collaborators, including T-Pain, Future, Rick Ross and longtime Gucci associate Waka Flocka Flame.
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