“You’re still here.” The security guard must have watched me cross back and forth many times between the Fragonard Room and the Living Hall, my two favorite areas of The Frick Collection that could not be more different. With its Louis XVI style of…
Earned It?
The Struggle For One Astros Fan I sat in the stands at Minute Maid Park in the early 2010s with quiet crowds. The most entertaining thing I can recall through those years was Sammy Gervacio’s creative “stare” windup and the sing-song “33 degree-ez” sales…
Rollercoasters in Astros World
Astros fans, I feel your grief, your heartache, your shock. I’ve listened to the countless sports radio “ifs” and “should haves” from armchair quarterbacks trying to make sense of the gut-twisting World Series Game 7 loss. There just has to be some explanation, someone…
AN ORANGE CONE WITH TWO SCOOPS OF PROGRESS, PLEASE
It was late summer of 1967 when my twenty-year-old parents and five-month-old brother moved from Satellite Beach, Florida to Houston, Texas. Almost out of the Florida panhandle, they stopped to fill up their red ‘65 Chevy Impala. “Where you all headed?” the station attendant…
I Love This Game
I Love This Game “Lakers lost! This SUCKS!!!!!!” -diary entry, June 12, 1984 I was thirteen years old. My handwriting in red marker matched my anger about the NBA Finals Game 7 between the Los Angeles Lakers and the Boston Celtics. My first record…
Dance Salad Festival 2018
Dance Salad Festival Hobby Center for the Performing Arts, Zilkha Hall March 29-31, 2018 It’s at least an eight-course, three-hour long meal, three days in a row. It’s the satiating Salad served up right before Easter Sunday dinner. It’s Dance Salad Festival. And it’s…
