Fire ants are on the relentless march across Texas, maiming, devouring, and stinging the living daylights out of everything in their path. We’ve tried to stop them, and it has only made them stronger.
You see them on TV, adorable youngsters asking to be adopted, But the dreadful odyssey of the Wednesday’s Child rarely has a made-for-television happy ending.
The congressional investigation that is focusing on Speaker Jim Wright’s ethics is missing the real problem—his judgment.
Heat + pressure + yttrium + a politically savvy University of Houston physicist = a formula to change the world.
Get hip to zydeco, the born-on-bayou sound with the accordion accent. Ready for it red hot? Check out a Saturday-night church dance in Houston.
Let there be light, but leave us in the dark. Long before Ozona knew about ozone, Texans were inventing scads of ways to hide from rays.
Look out, Texas! If drought comes, can tons of blowing dirt be far behind?
Kinky Friedman dropped out for a while, but it sure beat dropping dead. Now the warped warbler is back with a play, a movie deal, and murder mystery number three.
Fun voting no.
Where the heck is Salado, and why are world-famous intellectuals flocking there?
Don’t say this word aloud in polite company if you want to stay on the author’s good side.
The case of the purloined painting; how to tell the Surf Club from the Yacht Club; cream of the ice-cream crop; people who live in pink houses.