An investigation into Big D's lack of a big, dusty to-do.
Q: I went to two schools named after presumably notable Texans: James S. Deady Middle School and Charles H. Milby High School. Who were these people?Rick, via emailA: The Lone Star State brims with institutions of public education whose facades are emblazoned with names that are instantly familiar to anyone
Q: A lifelong dream of mine was to go ranching and horseback riding in the U.S., and finally last year my best friend, Maxinne, and I visited Nashville, Memphis, and New Orleans and had the time of our lives, so in February we’re doing it again. This time, Texas: horses, country
A Brenham man wonders why, in contravention of common custom, those Stetsons never seem to get doffed.
Easy to love, if hard to wrap, these Lone Star State–shaped presents will please even the most discerning Texan.
Hunters in Texas kill a lot of white-tailed deer each year. What would happen if they didn’t kill any at all?
A Texan exiled in Arkansas is baffled by the misnaming of this beloved, meaty treat on a stick.
Beans in chili, the Houston Oilers, and mutton busting: test your knowledge of all things Texan.
A New York man wants to know the best place to live in Texas, weather-wise, and an Austin man asks for some cold-treat recommendations.
The California parent of a UT freshman wonders about Bevo’s ultimate fate when the final whistle blows.
A Plano woman wonders why so many small towns have so many big guns.
A Weatherford man says we need to channel our penchant for lying into something productive—or at least entertaining.
An Austin man wants to know whether Austin’s Scholz Garten or San Antonio’s Menger Bar can claim the title of oldest continually operating bar in the state.
A New Mexico resident is puzzled by all the female Jimmies and Johnnies.
Are you ready to test your knowledge of all things Texan?
A Port Arthur resident wants to know what’s wrong with “BBQ*GNG” and “EAT@TACO.”
The magazine’s back-page columnist explains the subtle shifts in his “Fine Advice and Keen Observations,” from 2007 through today.
A San Antonio man is puzzled by a historical marker he encountered while visiting the Pine Tree State.
Some tasty lab-grown barbecue and a Dallas Cowboys postseason appearance may be in our distant future.
A Johnson City man is worried that life is starting to resemble Elmer Kelton’s ‘The Time It Never Rained’ once again.
A Plano man wonders how the likes of Bob Dylan, Sarah Palin, and John Wayne qualified for this prestigious designation.
A Lubbock woman isn’t sure the state’s wildly successful vineyards fit with our Wild West image.
An Amarillo man is unhappy that the iconic banners no longer fly in front of the Texas Travel Information Centers.
A Fredericksburg man wonders how Willie Nelson ever prevailed in a state that brought us Ray Wylie Hubbard, Jerry Jeff Walker, and Jimmie Dale Gilmore.
A Lone Star State native living in Chicago insists that only small pastry squares filled with cooked fruit deserve that name.
A Houston woman is miffed by her boyfriend’s reaction to a thoughtful gift.
An Austin man wonders if the people who stand behind a counter and take our orders deserve the same remuneration as the waiters and waitresses of the world.
Moviegoers have returned to theaters in droves to see the long-awaited sequel—and we have Texas to thank.
An Austinite living in Washington, D.C., worries about the consequences of sporting pricey designer footwear.
A San Antonio man wonders how Sun City got its other nickname and learns about the nicknames of many other Texas cities.
A New Braunfels man isn’t quite sure that he has a firm grasp on this fundamental aspect of Texas rural life.
As it turns out, even the best films and TV shows about the Lone Star State have their share of gaffes. (Yes, even ‘Lonesome Dove.’)
A transplant from California wades into an age-old culinary debate.
A Fort Worth woman wants to know why we honor the bluebonnet and the pecan tree, but not the strudel or the sopaipilla.
An El Paso woman is looking for the finest example of Lone Star holiday musical jollity. But can there only be one?
A longtime San Antonio resident is thrilled—but puzzled—by the presence of monk parakeets in her hometown.
An Arlington man wonders if his penny-wise buddy is being barbecue-foolish.
A man now living in Fredericksburg wonders if his hometown really has anything to brag about.
Two Texas buddies stationed at an Air Force base in Qatar wonder if their bond can survive the SEC’s recent expansion.
A Eulogy man wants to make sure that his footwear and pants-wear choices are compatible.
A Plano woman doesn't think pistol-packing goes with pasta primavera.
A Dallas man is flummoxed by Quitaque. And Danevang, and Jiba, and Study Butte, and Zuehl . . .
A very wet spring has a San Antonio woman looking for some relief from an arthropod invasion.
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A Houston man wants to get the width of his brim just right.
A Brady woman isn't sure her new relationship will survive a fundamental disagreement about the weather.
A Houston woman wants to know why the fine folks in Granger just won't leave her alone.
A Fort Worth resident wants to know if the stepson of a descendant of Moses Austin can call himself the great-great-great-great-great-step-grandson of the Father of the Father of Texas.
A man from the Sooner State has a question about the other Red River Rivalry.
A Waxahachie man is trying to gauge the popularity of the "red draw."
A Kansas woman is puzzled by some recent data about the Volunteer State and the Lone Star State.