
Termite Watkins and the Fatal Pancakes
In a big fight you can outwit, outhit, or outlast your opponent. But you’d better not try to outeat him.
In a big fight you can outwit, outhit, or outlast your opponent. But you’d better not try to outeat him.
Justices of the peace, maligned since the days of Roy Bean, don’t operate like other judges. But if lawyers want to get ride of them, they can’t be all bad.
In Texas the best way to get rich in cable television is to know just a little about TV and everything about politics.
Horses are expensive, finicky, and a pain to groom. They are also irresistible.
When the cable TV salesman comes calling, you should fully expect your city council to sell you down the river. Not that they mean to do it. It’s simply that history shows most city councils don’t know the first thing about cable. People who can barely figure out the briefs
The USSR today wouldn’t tolerate the radical art that was nurtured during the Russian Revolution.
Gordon Baxter’s Village Creek is just barely navigable. Amado Muro was a bohemian before it was fashionable.
Pentecostal revivalists bask in the Spirit of the Holy Ghost; Muslims find solace in the will of Allah.
Getting a memorial for Austin’s Viet Nam War dead began as a noble venture but ended in a trivial skirmish.
The Marriage of Maria Braun marks a second honeymoon for the New German Cinema; it’s hard to see your way through The Fog; this American Gigolo is overpriced and underwhelming.
For Maxine, Texas’ leading gossip, life is all work and no playcation.
On its Houston stop, the Acting Company unpacked performances for Texas theaters to live up to. Austin’s Center Stage is in the know but lacks the how.
Del Monte gets steamed up over spinach; an entrepreneur’s scheme goes up in flames; Marlin takes the geothermal plunge; football is hot stuff in Mexico.
Texas witches need regulation; the Killer Bees sting again; a cloud hangs over the Contemporary Arts Museum; the feds insist that minority rules.