No. 163 - Two Mornings in Texas
335 Words. 1 Minute Read.
There are two mornings in Texas—gloomy or glorious—and the good Lord didn’t see to putting a damn thing in between.
No. 162 - A Laundromat in Austin
920 Words. 4 Minute Read.
Think about it—when was the last time you folded your unmentionables in the company of strangers? It’s probably been a while—if ever. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for the convenience of doing these things in the privacy of your home, but there’s something humane about being part of a community, if only for an hour.
No. 160 - The Life of a (Reformed) Wild Peach Orchard Boar
937 Words. 4 Minute Read.
There isn’t a six-pack in the fridge or a bottle of Dickel in the freezer. I’m doing my best. I’m no saint, but I ain’t the son of a gun I used to be.
No. 156 - On Caro, McCullough, and Hunter
413 Words. 2 Minute Read.
Had anyone told me I’d read over 3,000 pages on Lyndon Johnson, I’d have said they were nuts—but I can’t stop. Caro reminds me of David McCullough in that he takes on massive projects but somehow keeps you engaged to the point of fanaticism.
No. 154 - The Answers Lie in the Hills
412 Words. 2 Minute Read.
The answers to everything are in those hills – Hill Country, that is, in central Texas. 24,000 square miles of rugged wonder; maybe the most authentic American landscape.