Who came first—Indiana Jones of Hollywood or Vendyl Jones of Arlington, the archaeologist who has spent years trying to dig up the fabled Ark of the Covenant?
A critical appraisal of a local phenomenon by the ultimate insider.
Director Oliver Stone may not be sure who did it or how, but he is sure he knows why.
Travels with Eric Kimmel, l’enfant terrible of Dallas, Paris, and a Limoges jail.
She was a hooker. He was a race car driver. They fell in love. She moved in. He put on his three-piece suit and went to work. She was always on call. They fought. She moved out. Then she found out that his real job was bank jobs.
Waiting for Perot; sizing up Texas’ legal egos; switching undies with Bobby and Laura Sakowitz.
Hunting down ZZ Top imposters; staying dry with party-giver Frances Billups; test-driving fine art in Beaumont.
Celebrating the Day of the Dead with David Byrne; digging for Texas dirt with snoop queen Kitty Kelley; playing nuclear war games in San Antonio.
Keeping up with the Perots; pomp-adoring Charlie Sexton; sewing up the ses-quilt-centennial.
Sizing up Phyllis Diller; foiling Esquire’s great expectations; hopping continents with honeymooners Lloyd and Joanne Davis.
Governor White nods off; Watauga policeman on the wagon; debutante dos and don’ts.
Checking in with Corpus’ famous insurance writer; smelling celebrity flowers with Leonard Tharp; sharing some Jello-O with Dionne Warwick
Desperately seeking the Cadillac Couch; reading Carolyn Farb’s mail; cowboy cologne strikes again.
From the heights of the Dallas social heap, they leaped to the national celebrity circuit. Rich, young, and fashionable, Twinkle and Bradley Bayoud are a case study in how to rise to the top.
A new recruit to the ranks of Mary Kay beauty consultants struggles valiantly to do his part in reaching the woman of the eighties and keeping the company in the pink.
Roger Staubach finds happiness by swapping Rolaids for real estate.
With the Republican convention only three months away, Dallas’ sales forces are frantically gearing up for a merchandising bonanza.
Ever since LBJ’s gold Rolex appeared next to his gall bladder scar in news photographs, Texans have been buying the pricey timepieces by the carload.