Behind the Lines
The proud and promising Froggies.
The proud and promising Froggies.
Dan Jenkins’ new football novel, Life Its Ownself, picks up where Semi-Tough left off; Heat from Another Sun, a dark detective novel, turns on the gore.
Whistler had nothing on the 22 artists represented in a survey of Hispanic art.
From lacquered debutante to fossilized ol’ gal, her greatest virtue is endurance.
W. A. Criswell has spent forty years convincing his huge flock at Dallas’ First Baptist Church that the end of the world is near. He hopes you’ll believe it too.
So you think that OPEC controls the price of oil and that the glut is hurting everybody in the oil business? Wrong. Traders on the international spot market are pulling the strings and getting rich in the process.
Hunting gear that even Natty Bumppo would approve of.
Bullock brings a touch of Las Vegas to Texas; two Texas congressmen covet the same plum; an oil company sends a signal to Wall Street; a court fight could cost UT and A&M $20 million; a big man belongs in Houston.
Most educational software relies on the same old rote drills and other negative techniques—only now kids get nuked for missing a math problem.
Winners and losers from the Republican convention; a crash course for butlers; biting the bullet in Orange County; the peculiar appeal of the Texas State Guard; a bookie tells his trade secrets.
Steve Martin’s new comedy All of Me is half-baked; The Gods Must Be Crazy is an amiable tall tale with giraffes; Tanya Roberts is sexy-heroic as Sheena, queen of the pulp jungle drama; Last Night at the Alamo is a rowdy last stand.
Inspired by last summer’s media mania in Dallas, our expert offers a few suggestions for spicing up future nonevents.
The cattle are dying, the grass is gone, the ranchers are selling their land. The center of Texas is in a drought that may be the worst in a hundred years.
Just the thing to go with barbecue or chicken-fried steak—a good bottle of Texas red. Wine, that is.
Pompeo Coppini’s heroic sculptures and European air were just what Texas’ fledgling gentry was hungry for in 1901. Since then his name has faded from memory, but his works endure.
Every son sees his father as his greatest competitor—until the day he becomes a father himself.
Texas’ beloved live oaks are falling victim to a creeping fungus, and no one knows how to stop it.
A flood of new Brahms recordings that honor the composer’s 150th birthday reveals an oeuvre of surprising richness.
Houston catches up with itself.
In 1883 the University of Texas got stuck with two million acres of West Texas scrubland. Then it hit oil, and the money started rolling in.
It all started at my grandmother’s when I was seven years old. No biscuit has since measured up, but my lonely search for that sublime confection continues.
There are a hundred of them, and their job is invisibility. They come into giant office buildings after everyone has gone home and, if they do the job right, make the evidence of the day’s work disappear.
At a slightly wacky hotel in southern Mexico, you can lose your inhibitions and find a little romance.
He had it all: a wife and a mistress, a limousine and a motorcycle, the second-highest job at the Pentagon and some good-time Dallas buddies. Then the SEC took an interest in his life.
Why are we crazy for Cadillacs, silly on Suburbans, passionate about pickups? Because Texans love their cars, that's why.
It’s all here in black and white.
Trauma for Texas hospitals; more trouble (what else?) for Clinton Manges; why Doggett should win—but probably won’t; and real deals in Houston.
Great café meals, dubious political deals, Luckenbach’s ideals.
A new Henry Lee Lucas mystery in Lubbock
“Herd It Through the Grapevine,” a new disc anthology, has the top of the pop crop.
Prince’s Purple Rain is short on plot and dialogue but long on fancy anguish; The Bostonians is a namby-pamby treatment of Henry James’ biting novel.
Remember when children played dress-up in their own clothes? They still can.
UT reports on how well students from Texas schools do.
The Public Opera of Dallas aimed its first season at opera greenhorns and scored two bull’s-eyes.
Roger Staubach finds happiness by swapping Rolaids for real estate.
On the Edge of Life
William Humphrey’s Hostages to Fortune tells a sodden fishing story; C.W. Smith’s The Vestal Virgin Room tells of an empty quest for fame; Rosemary Catacalos’ Again for the First Time is an outstanding collection of verse.
Dallas, Scotland: the city that’s everything Big D isn’t.
Where to find a life-size statue of businessmen shaking hands, the best right-wing burgers, and other landmarks of Republican life.
How Texas became a two-party state in spite of the GOP.
Turn off the TV. Go fishing. Here’s the inside story of what will happen at the convention, complete with Nancy Reagan’s tacky visit to a bowling alley.
Sculptor Donald Judd had the vision. The Dia Art Foundation had the money. Now they’ve had it with each other.
He changed the face of Texas by building warehouses that looked like office buildings. Then he built office buildings that looked like warehouses.
Aggies and UT play beach brawl; Valero’s gas pains; education bureaucracy shake-up; the truth about those Hines rumors.
Is Texas shrinking? Are the Kimbell’s spirits sinking? Are Midland and Odessa really linking? Where are Houston’s sports fans drinking?