When gasoline is scarce, it’s not the end of the world.
Straight talk about gasoline supplies, prices, and profits from Texas’ most famous wildcatter.
How did we get into this sorry energy mess? By making sorry decisions.
If you’re sitting in a gas line and wondering who to blame for all this, here are some candidates.
Or, how we can all stop worrying and learn to love the crunch.
Don’t look now, but the rather odd gentleman with the suspicious accent and outlandish military getup may not be exactly what he seems.
Grab your beach towel and bathing suit, but leave your car in the garage.
The sand, the surf, the shorebirds, the dunes…everyone loves the beach at Port Aransas. We may just love it to death.
Texas, our Texas, all hail the mighty state-audiences applaud history plays in Galveston and Palo Duro Canyon.
At midseason, long-suffering Astros and Rangers fans were having visions of grandeur. We hope they weren’t delusions.
Houston Grand Opera’s spring festival of operettas proved that golden-voiced, handsome men aren’t out of style. Dallas Symphony Orchestra’s Mahler festival had its good days and its bad days.
A Lutheran pastor in New Braunfels challenges his congregation; a Methodist minister in Dallas soothes his.
Were the words of Russian exile Georgi Vins heard over the din of the Southern Baptist Convention?
Houston Museum of Fine Arts exhibits the works of an unsung American artist. UT-Austin gathers the best contemporary art for “Made in Texas.”
Clint Eastwood makes a break from Alcatraz; Barbra Streisand makes another silly movie; John Wayne is remembered as a consummate actor.
Valley politicos block minority TV; Dairy Queens reign in small-town Texas; woman diver yearns for Acapulco cliffs; Houston takes its lumps.