The Lost Ogle

Oklahoma City News, Entertainment & Occasional Humor • Established 2007

Hot Girl Friday: Mardi Nider

Back when the Christina Fallin headdress controversy was happening, we posted a “Maxim: Hometown Hottie” submission pic of local model Mardi Nider. For the shoot, Mardi paid homage to her Native American roots…

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When we posted the pic on the site, we included a poll asking if it was okay. 75% of TLO readers either voted “Yes” or “Not Sure. Having trouble thinking.” I guess it’s okay then.

I’m bringing this up because Mardi recently sent us an email. She did this because she loves us… and wanted to invite us to something:

Good morning!

My name is Mardi Nider and last March the Lost Ogle wrote an amazing article about me wearing a Native American headdress in my photos for Maxim. Needless to say, I love you guys!!!

While modeling is something I truly love, the passion and love I have for people is greater. The main reason I want to be model or actress or public figure is because it gives you a platform to bring awareness to the things that truly matter.

On April 12, 2015 at the Will Rogers Theatre I’ll be putting on my very first event here in OKC. *Vigilante en Vogue* will be a fashion show bringing together the biggest names in fashion from around our state to raise funds and awareness for the 501(c)(3) non-profit organization Rescue Her. Rescue Her connects with at risk young girls to show them their true value, build self-esteem, strength, purpose and educate them on the dangers of sex trafficking. They travel throughout world to rescue children and women who are currently enslaved and build homes for the victims to live in and receive the physcial and emotional medical care they need to help them restore their their lives…

I appreciate you guys -


Although she didn’t include a sexy selfie with “Keep Calm and Ogle On” written somewhere on her body with a magic marker, that’s pretty cool. It’s fun to have hot girls we write about email us. In fact, Mardi’s now the fifth hot girl Friday to have her name appear in the Ogle In-Box. The others are Divini Rae, Marla Morgan, Ashley Rodgers and The Vintage Doll. I think I may compile all of their emails into a book.

Anyway, it’s also cool that Mardi’s having this fashion show. You can buy tickets here. 100% of the profits go to Rescue Her. The names on the runway include The Factory, Blue Seven, Okies Rock, JLilly’s, Nicole Moan and Hannah Coury. Also, Christina Fallin has nothing to do with the show. She’s too busy “working” in Dubai.

There are some more pics of Mardi after the jump. Check them out and buy tickets to her fashion show. She’s our Hot Girl Friday:

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The Oklahoma City Not-The-89ers unveiled their new mascots…

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A few weeks back, the Oklahoma City Not-The-89ers held a contest to determine the names of their new mascots. After a couple of rounds of nominations and voting, their identities have been released:

After receiving over 1,000 submissions for new mascot names, and close to 2,000 votes during the finals, the Oklahoma City Dodgers announced their new mascots will be named Brooklyn (female) and Brix (male).

“We had incredible response from all of our fans who wanted to share their input from start to finish,” said OKC Dodgers President/General Manager Michael Byrnes. “Once we narrowed down the field, it became pretty evident Brooklyn and Brix were the most popular choices. It’s a great combo that not only honors the Dodgers’ history, but also places an emphasis on the local community.”

Brooklyn and Brix? I guess nobody with the Bricktown Association mentioned to the team’s new owners that the worst restaurant in Bricktown’s history was a sports bar called “Brix.” Considering Bricktown was once home to the Daiquiri Zone, that’s saying something.

Also, I’ve known 10 girls named Brooklyn and I’m pretty sure they’ve all asked me to donate $1 to a deejay fund at one time or another. Seriously, they really gave the mascot a stripper name. That would be cool… if it wasn’t the name of a different city. I don’t care about Dodgers history, that’s insulting. They should have gone with a regular stripper name like Diamond, Sage or Pixie.

If you think the names stink like a Bricktown Ballpark bathroom on Thirsty Thursday, check out what the mascots look like…

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Friday Night in the Big Town: Benefit for Haitian Women, Roller Derby and a Crapload of Art

The world is full of great streaks. In his 15 years of conquest, Alexander the Great never lost a battle. American Olympic hurdler Edwin Moses won 122 consecutive races between 1977 and 1987, and the Chicago Cubs have not won a World Series since 1907, a period of losing that will stretch into the next millennium.

A great streak came to an end Thursday evening. As I walked down the stairs in my house, with my right hand on the handrail, I felt a burn unlike I’ve ever experienced. After grabbing my right thumb and a moment of cussing, a looked for a culprit. Above me and to my right, up on a wall, sat a wasp.

You see, I have, or had, never been stung by an insect in my life. It was a streak I was proud of and actively protected. 12,840 days, or approximately 1,109,376,000 seconds, I lived a life free of the stigma of one who de-purified by a stinger. I outran yellowjackets twice in my life, leaving friends chasing behind me facing their due punishment. Hell, my grandfather was a beekeeper, and they couldn’t touch this redhead.

But now that’s over, a wasp has left me like most of you, a simple groundling. The damn thing was in my house! I totally believe this was planted. Anyways, the wasp met my wrath, my black folder where I keep my journalism notes.

I’m not one to kill many living things. I try my best to get them to fly or crawl outside. They way I see it, this wasp attacked me, injecting poison into me, and he/she would not have cared if I died. This creature got what it deserved.

Oh well, there’s no better time than the present to start a new streak. Here’s your Friday Night in the Big Town.

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So, the longest-running Easter play in the world is performed outside of Lawton…

jesus photo lawton play

Earlier this week, I was alerted to some weird little Bible town theme park located in the “mountains” outside of Lawton. It’s called the “The Holy City of the Wichitas.” Each year, the park produces the world’s longest-running Easter play.

Here’s a description of the Holy City from their website:

Located in the Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge, this 66-acre area looks much like Israel during Biblical times, and is the site of the nation’s longest running Easter passion play, “The Prince of Peace.” Attendance reached an all-time high in 1939 when 225,000 visitors filled Audience Hill for the sunrise performance. Other attractions include a memorial for the victims of the Oklahoma City bombing, a Veterans Walkway, and the World Chapel, which has become a popular wedding locale. Donations appreciated.

Am I the only person in Oklahoma who’s never heard of this place? I always thought the Wichita Mountains were home to our state’s overcrowded leper colonies. I had no clue we had a little Israel there. Does that mean Altus is our very own version of the Gaza strip?

Anyway, today’s production is a shell of what it used to be back in the olden times. Attendance is down and the production has been plagued with problems.

Via the Lawton Constitution:

The trials and tribulations of the last month didn’t matter Saturday when the sun set on the Holy City and the 90th annual Easter Pageant began.

After persevering through the flu, two weather cancellations and last-minute rehearsals, director Alan Corrales still had one more issue he had to contend with when he arrived Saturday morning at the Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge. Storms and high winds earlier in the week knocked out lights, blew down some settings and wreaked havoc with the electrical system.

To make matters worse, the mother of the lighting director underwent heart surgery Friday, forcing Corrales to find a new director at the last minute. The person he found Saturday to help out did work a lighting system in high school and college, but admitted that had been “some time ago.” Still, Corrales had faith, even after facing the prospect of being up more than 24 hours after leaving his home in Broken Arrow at 6 a.m….

Bad weather, illness and electrical problems? I may be a vacation Bible school dropout, but something tells me that a certain all-powerful supernatural deity may be flexing his muscles on this one. I don’t blame him. If the longest-running play celebrating my son’s death and subsequent return to life was staged in Oklahoma, I’d be pushing for a change of venue, too. Move this thing to Broadway! When locusts attack the park this Sunday, we’ll know something is up.

The play is also having problems finding actors:

Corrales was prepared to deal with a slim cast this year, but relief arrived in the afternoon when a youth group from Eufaula showed up offering their assistance. Youth minister Teddy Boles discovered the Holy City of the Wichitas while he and his wife were on a drive through Southwest Oklahoma last year to celebrate their anniversary. He stopped in at the gift shop, and like so many others, was recruited into the pageant.

“He got to talking to me about the pageant and I mentioned who I was and that we’d like to come see it next year,” Boles said. “So he asks me if I’d like to join in and participate.”

Boles went back to his church, proposed the idea and a group of 12 volunteers joined him in making the trip back Saturday. They were expecting to show up and be crowd members and background characters. But Corrales needed people so much, they were dressed up as Roman soldiers and angels. Boles accepted the challenge.

I know he’s probably busy interviewing copyright attorneys who specialize in copyright law, but will somebody let diabolical Facebook weatherman Aaron Tuttle know about this opportunity? He’s a fanatical Christian, loves being the center of attention and already has a Roman soldier costume. He’d be a perfect fit.

Anyway, here’s a clip of the play. It’s worth watching:

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6 things we really want to write about…

While I don’t consider myself to be a journalist, sometimes I kind of feel like one. I bring information to the people, granted on many occasions that information was already at the people’s fingertips. What I do is take really boring news stories, and make them better for your consumption. I love doing it, and I hope you enjoy it as well.

But sometimes, I’m not content with the news stories we get. Sure, it’s fun to write about the very silly and ridiculous things that Oklahomans do. But I have a bucket list, if you will, of things I want to write about here on TLO before I leave this world. (No, I’m not dying, I just know that some of the things I want to see happen are going to take anywhere from 20 to 50 years to occur. You’ll still read an 80-year old Marisa’s posts, won’t you?) I’m not saying any of you fine readers should make this happen, because I could see someone getting in trouble for a few of these. But you know, you kind of owe me, seeing as how I’ve been writing for TLO for the past 5 years and you’ve been ravenously consuming my posts for free. You kind of owe me.

Anyway, here are some things I’d like to see happen in the OKC Metro so I can write about them:


1. A meteorite taking out Memorial Road

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