It may not come as a surprise for many of you who spend hours every day stuck in Austin, Dallas, or Houston traffic that a recent survey by Men's Health magazine listed these cities as having some of the country's most dangerous drivers.
The March 2012 issue of Men's Fitness includes the magazine's first "America's Fattest Cities" survey since 2009, and yes ... Houston, we have a problem. (We hate that cliché, too, but Men's Fitness itself already claimed the stock "everything's bigger" joke.)
As Nate Millard's feature (which is not yet available online) began:
At an auction in November, a collector scooped up the checklist James Lovell used to calculate his crippled orbiter's reentry to earth for a cool $388,375. But NASA wasn't too pleased about the sale, and called a meeting at the agency's D.C. headquarters with Apollo 13 commander Lovell and other astronauts who recently put items on the auction block to discuss the ownership of space memorabilia in their possession.
I walked into Underbelly the other night and straight into a bear hug from chef-owner Chris Shepherd. And I wasn’t the only one. Every woman that the extroverted Houston chef had ever met before, plus random strangers who were looking a little jealous, also received a hug. I’m not sure what male customers got, maybe a fist bump, possibly a headlock.
As I write this, stories about Major Malik Nadal Hasan’s rampage at Fort Hood have begun to vanish from the front pages of newspapers and the TV news, displaced by health care, the holidays, and Tiger Woods. It has not even been a month, but already the worst mass shooting at an Army base in U.S. history is old news. This won’t come as a surprise to anyone who’s fought in Iraq or Afghanistan.
Here it is, on a coat hook in midtown Manhattan: the Army-issue green shirt, with “CBS NEWS” written in white letters on the ID tag, that Dan Rather wore in 1966 while hunkere
In May of this year Woody Dinstel sat down at his desk in Houston to write a letter. First he looked at the watch. It was a gold Hamilton Masterpiece, slim and heavy. On the back was engraved WOODY DINSTEL UPON RETIREMENT FEBRUARY 1, 1978, EXXON.
When I gaze back over the previous year, what dining trends do I see among the ten best new Texas restaurants? Well, to start, it was the year offal went mainstream. If you don’t know offal, just think of it as nose-to-tongue-to-ear-to-belly-to-trotter-to-jowl-to-skin-to-tail-to-knuckle-to-marrowbone-to-cheek-to—oh stop!—eating. Innards are in. Seriously.