Dance Halls, Dive Bars, and More: The Good-Time Gathering Places of Texas
Appreciations by current and former staffers who know them all too well.
Appreciations by current and former staffers who know them all too well.
John Spong writes primarily about popular culture.
Mike Hall writes about criminals, musicians, the law, and barbecue.
Midland and Odessa are only seventeen miles apart, and that’s too close for comfort.
The world’s best Domino player reveals his biggest secret — his identity.
Larry L. King tells what he liked most about Willie Morris, what kind of editor he was to work for, and the one word he would use to describe him.
The former editor of the Daily Texan and the Texas Observer was a good ol’ boy, a haunted soul, and my greathearted friend. A remembrance.
How Hollywood sees us—and how Hollywood got us wrong.
Searching for tourist courts, fillin’ stations, and other relics of a Texas that is no more.
Cheatin’ may be a sin, but there’s ain’t no sin in singin’ about it.
What do Odessa beer joints and the Iran-contra hearings have in common? Everything.
Part of it was my fault. But I insist on sharing the blame with Tommy Tune, Judi Buie, Dan Jenkins, Mort Cooperman, Dandy Don Meredith, New York Daily News gossip columnist Liz Smith, a terrible—and now mercifully defunct—restaurant called the Dallas Cowboy, numerous Texas-based kicker-pickers like Willie Nelson, Jerry
Why do the towns that have oil also have the best football players?
Why you shouldn’t lose any sleep over your congressman’s nocturnal habits.
That’s what country music is, and that’s why it plays in Peoria.
A long overdue homage to a cornerstone of Texas culture.
First the boy made the man—then the man re-made the boy.
Hint: his initials are B.S.
What football does to its people.
Being a Redneck is a lot of things, but it ain’t fun and it ain’t easy.
Leaving Cheyenne, which may be Larry McMurtry’s best novel, is made into a miserable movie. This is how it happened.