Essay

I’m Not Ashamed of My Stutter

Oct 28, 2020 By José R. Ralat

Stuttering is finally in the spotlight, thanks to Joe Biden’s campaign and the announcement of a groundbreaking new University of Texas research center. But it’s always been part of my life.

A Fanboy’s Notes

Feb 23, 2017 By John Spong

Spoon is my favorite band. Spoon has a new album out. It is my favorite Spoon album. That is all.

Cheap Labor

Aug 24, 2016 By Oscar Casares

When I needed a new home office, I thought I’d save money by hiring a draftsman. I got what I paid for—and more.

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Galaxy Quest

Jul 31, 2015 By Jason Stanford

When my wife, Sonia Van Meter, was chosen as one of the Mars One finalists, I realized that my potential loss was humanity’s gain.

Rocky Road

May 8, 2015 By Mimi Swartz

For the first time in its history, Blue Bell is in a right sticky mess.

True Tex-Mex Cuisine’s Long Adios

Mar 19, 2015 By John Nova Lomax

Beset by high-end interior Mexican, mid-range fajita-and-’rita chains, budget taquerias, and taco trucks—and whatever Torchy’s is—Houston’s old-school Tex-Mex is fading away.

My Brother’s Secret

Jan 14, 2015 By W.K. Stratton

Growing up in my family, there were things you just didn’t talk about. Like feelings. Or sex. Or dying from AIDS.

On the Road Again

Oct 13, 2014 By Donley Watt

I thought being a landman in the Eagle Ford Shale would help replenish my bank account. I quickly got more than I bargained for.

Cat Power

Jun 5, 2014 By Sterry Butcher

How one feline (and then a couple more, and then another) conquered both our hearts and our mice.

True Colors

Apr 8, 2014 By Christine Granados

As a teenager I thought a quick paint job would help my family blend in to our white suburban neighborhood. Now I'm glad it wasn't that simple.

Knowing My Place

Feb 11, 2014 By Mimi Swartz

Woodland Heights may not be the fanciest neighborhood in Houston, or the quietest, or the coolest (and it can be a little full of itself), but it’s mine.

Great Guns

Sep 30, 2006 By John Graves

In my 86 years I’ve come into the possession of an assortment of firearms: a Colt .32-caliber semiautomatic pistol that my grandfather bought at a hardware store in Cuero; a Remington Model 870 pump, 20-gauge shotgun that my Aggie uncle-by-marriage used to shoot birds; the Winchester Model 06 pump .22 rifle I got on my tenth birthday; and many others. And each one has a story.