The Texanist: What is the Best Aisle Etiquette?
Aisle-scooting etiquette, slaughtering a turkey, skunk remedies, and the proper way to approach a group of ladies at a dance hall.
Aisle-scooting etiquette, slaughtering a turkey, skunk remedies, and the proper way to approach a group of ladies at a dance hall.
Brownsville’s first federal judge was a legendary figure in my house. So legendary that I never believed my father when he said he knew the man.
Bill White’s toughest foe this fall isn’t Rick Perry. It’s the national Democrats. But he could still win. Maybe.
The wheels of justice (or injustice) continue to turn in the shockingly bizarre Mineola swingers club case.
One more trip—would it be the last?—to Toledo Bend Reservoir with my dad.
After a year on the job, the superintendent of the largest school district in Texas is loathed and loved in equal measure. Does that mean he’s doing his job?
As the only man ever to run against both Bill White and Rick Perry, I have a few thoughts on how either one of these fine, upstanding, admirable men could beat the tar out of the other.
Roadside mysteries, state symbols, a daughter’s attire, and the proper display of local feats on water towers.
Rude diners, fraudulent Texans, anniversary presents, and the problem with mail-order steaks.
Had the Texas myth become a straitjacket?
Juno
Mission
One year into his first term as mayor of San Antonio, Julián Castro is emerging as perhaps the most prominent young Hispanic politician in Texas. Get ready to get used to him.
The strange case of Mauricio Celis, the Corpus Christi lawyer who was not a lawyer.
The debut of Enron, the play, on Broadway might be the perfect time to settle a question that’s been bothering Houston: Does Jeff Skilling need a new trial?
They say you can’t go home again—especially when pretty much your entire family has moved away.
Can new research predict which soldiers will suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder—and which won’t?
How the Citizens United decision could spell doom for democracy in Texas.
Annise Parker, the newly elected mayor of Houston, is ready to discuss any of the challenges facing her city. That will happen as soon as everyone else is ready to stop talking about her sexuality.
Who can challenge Republicans on the State Board of Education? A different kind of Republican.
Why the proposed merger between Baylor College of Medicine and my alma mater could turn out to be a bad prescription.
On the day my mother died, I found myself in the place that, more than any other, had defined our relationship: her closet.
Help! My voice recognition software is making me save airy funnel things witch nobody wonder Stans.
Why does our health insurance system treat a small part of the Rio Grande Valley differently from the rest of the state?
Rick Perry’s record nine years in the Governor’s Mansion have made the office more powerful than ever before. That’s why we need term limits.
Especially in Texas, the fight over carbon restrictions might make health care reform look like, well, a tea party.
One year after President Obama’s election, what does the world look like in the county that voted against him more overwhelmingly than any other?
Am I the only person who has always wanted to get picked for jury duty?
Nine years as editor of this magazine taught me a few things, like failure is always an option, the writers are usually right, and whatever you do, stay far, far away from postcoital astronauts.
How to take five dozen girls and turn them into eleven rock bands in one week.
The tragic case of Lloyd and Kim Yarbrough raises an old question: Why doesn’t the decision to die belong to the person who is dying?
Turns out being a test subject for a dermatology research lab is not the best thing that could ever happen to a girl.
Everyone was shocked when San Angelo’s hugely popular mayor suddenly left town with his gay lover. Everyone, that is, except the citizens of San Angelo.
It was the breast of times, it was the worst of times.
Rick Perry is the first Aggie governor in history. But as the current crisis shows, he’s been nothing but trouble for Texas A&M.
An exclusive excerpt from writer-at-large Oscar Casares's forthcoming first novel, Amigoland
Or, how I stopped worrying and learned to love my formerly ugly, recently hip, linoleum-clad, mid-mod house.
It’s time for Texas to start taking better care of people like Darla Deese, a developmentally disabled woman who has spent most of her life in our harrowing state schools.
Has an out-of-work Los Angeles musician discovered a sunken Spanish treasure worth hundreds of millions of dollars in a lake near Refugio? Maybe!
Teddy Roosevelt acquired a number of skills during his time in Texas, but the most important may have been the ability to brag.
All my friends are going to be status updates.
Every female on earth believes she can dance. My big break came when a Bob Hope wannabe with shiny suits and a pinkie ring took me on as his sidekick for a two-week tour of Tokyo.
Rick Perry, Mirabeau B. Lamar, and the two visions of Texas.
You’ll never guess how I came to break bread with TV’s best-loved Marine.
After 118 years, Lubbock finally appears ready to allow liquor stores inside the city limits—unless a shutter salesman and a handful of Baptists can turn back the clock.
Political grandstanding, no leadership—is this a dismal legislative session or what?
Why voter ID is bad for democracy.
My trashy, sordid, steamy, decently paid turn as a writer for the pulps.
Nadine Eckhardt married not one but two legendary figures in the Texas liberal pantheon. And lived to tell the tale.
Or how I came to be known as “the man who put the glitter on Loretta Lynn’s titter.”