The Guadalupe River is beautiful, inviting, and treacherous.
Urban Cowboy falls off its horse; The Shining is Stanley Kubrick’s horror odyssey; The Empire Strikes Back, but it’s no coup; Alfred Hitchcock takes the fortieth step.
Move over, Jett Rink. The West Texas wildcatter may give way to a new breed: the West Texas vintner.
Two guest conductors in Texas are wizards at their work; three Houston Grand Opera productions are enchanting.
Jehovah’s Witnesses in Dallas have their Kingdom on earth; Presbyterians in Midland have taken root on the dusty plain.
They’re delightful, they’re delovely, they’re delicious.
Houston could forfeit the world’s largest convention; Mutscher loses—again; real estate empires totter; the growing ambitions of Bob Bullock.
Skyscrapers and front porches, sex on the border and at the table, animals assailed and saved.
The rebus factor.
Too many chefs.
Weathering a year-long drouth in South Texas; Harlingen’s cute little, uh, body builder; adversaries in the bilingual education battle don’t speak the same language; Bastards from Hell terrorize Houston.