October 2002

Veddy Skeddddy

Yesterday I cut my finger open trying to slice bread. The stupid loaf was stale anyway, stale and crusty and tough to slice, and I was just being stubborn trying to wring more bread out of that sucker. I sliced... more

In Which It Rains in Austin, All Day, All Day

from Winnie-the-Pooh, by AA Milne "It rained and it rained and it rained. Piglet told himself that never in all his life, and he was goodness knows how old -- three, was it, or four? -- never had he seen... more

Falling in Love is a Time-Consuming Thing

First, there is the time spent with the person, talking and laughing and tracing the perimeter of his hand with my finger. And since the person happens to live in another city, there is the time spent wishing I were... more

Tuesday Nights at the Continental

The lead singer's name is Mario. Only we say it like this - "Mah-reee-ohh" - trilling the R, kissing every syllable. He is small and Italian, dressed up in cowboy clothes, looking too young to be in a bar, and... more

Bringing Back the Makeout

Thomas Wolfe was wrong: you can go home again--and you can make out! For more details, see today's story on The Morning News.... more

A Tale of Two Weddings

Kim is one of my favorite people to karaoke with. She has such a passion for the sport, such incredible heart. Kim is also one of my favorite people to watch reality television with; we watched the second season... more

The Traveling Music

A friend recently asked me the 10 albums I listened to most on my trip. It was a great question; I spent over five months listening to and falling in love with and getting ill from the same 40 CDs.... more

Writer's Guidelines, Texas-Style

The following comes from the Writer's Guidelines for Texas Parks & Wildlife magazine: "Avoid graphic descriptions of blood and gore while being honest about the fact that game is harvested. Show respect for the game in both text and photographs.... more

On Being Blue -- Literally

Reference: CNN's story that Montana Senate candidate Stan Jones had turned himself blue after drinking a silver solution he began taking in preparation for Y2K. Last night's conversation on story as follows: "Oh my God that guy is blue." "He's... more

Austin's Own Stevie Ray

I spent the summer of 1997 as the entertainment editor at the University's daily newspaper. The paper's entertainment office was filled with wannabe promoters and armchair critics and snarly rock-obsessed fanboys - the ones who sneered at mainstream radio, who... more

Dancing As Fast As I Can

The Bossman pulled me into his office. "The last thing in the world we need right now is another staff writer," he told me. The Bossman kind of growls when he talks. As my colleague Kate Messer used to say,... more