Mrs. Sweetie and I saw Cats on Broadway last week. OK, it wasn’t really on Broadway, but it was a Broadway quality performance in the beautiful Opal Theatre on the Oasis of the Seas cruise ship, where we shared seven days with about 6,000 of our closest friends.
We made some great memories on this eastern Caribbean voyage and hope to be able to do it again – without the 20-year gap that happened between our previous cruise and this one.
Cats was visually stunning, with spectacular dancing, but I can now say I have been there and done that. I am a musical theatre lover, but I now know why there is only one well-known song from Cats.… Read the rest
Gov. Greg Abbott on April 18 declared a state of disaster for Austin, Bastrop, Colorado, Fort Bend, Grimes, Harris, Montgomery, Waller and Wharton counties.
Those counties were hit with severe storms and flooding beginning April 17, requiring the aid of emergency responders over many days.
Abbott authorized the use of “all available resources of state government and of political subdivisions that are reasonably necessary to cope with this disaster” and suspended any statute that would prevent, hinder or delay necessary action in coping with the disaster, pending written approval of his office.
On April 22, Abbott added the counties of Bosque, Fayette, Liberty, Milam, Palo Pinto, Parker and San Jacinto to his April 18 disaster declaration.… Read the rest
This column first appeared January 28, 1971.
The name Santa Anna is deeply engraved in the memory of all Texans as the Mexican general who defeated the brave Texans at the Alamo and later was defeated himself by our own beloved Sam Houston at San Jacinto.
Most Texans don’t realize, however, that a Comanche chief who was prominent in the 1840s was also named Santa Anna.
In fact, the Santa Anna Mountains in Coleman County are named for the Comanche chieftain.
In 1846, Santa Anna was persuaded to make a trip to Washington with some other Indians. Before he left, he told his people that he intended to count the number of white people the Comanches would have to fight.… Read the rest
When a teen, I never dreamt I would own a pickup truck. Why would I? My dad drove a pickup. Plus, I was going to move to the Big City and wouldn’t need any sort of vehicle.
Then a couple of decades later, I made the mistake of buying one. A friend warned me: “Once you have a truck, you’ll always have to have a truck.”
He was right.
The Bride and I were in a Ford pickup Feb. 27, 2004 when a drunk hit us and totally demolished poor Cletus.
By then, having a truck was a necessity. Instead of the Big City, we now lived on a hill in the country with nary a skyscraper in sight.… Read the rest
In my continuing late in life quest to see 1970s rock icons that I missed 40 years ago, (my Old Man Tour) I found myself queued up outside the Colisseum in Caesars Palace in Las Vegas.
When the music that filled my life was popular, I almost never went to any concerts, so two years ago, I started trying to fit in many of the acts/performers I missed. Of course, all of the rockers are downright ancient now, and certainly none of them imagined still being on a stage in their 60s and 70s – how far away that age was in 1977!… Read the rest
Have you ever thought about what “superhero power” you would like to have? Probably the one I most often think about would be the ability to be in more than one place at a time. Sometimes it feels like there are too many opportunities, too many responsibilities, and too little me. Do you ever have that feeling?
It seems that we share a common dilemma when it comes to making choices. I’m not talking about choosing between good and bad. I’m not even talking about choosing between good, better, and best (that sounds so simple in theory). Sometimes it appears that our choices are between good and…good!… Read the rest
On Wednesday December 21, North Texas traffic came to a slow halt because of the ice-slick streets. Most of us were frozen in, our planned activities for the day canceled or postponed. Given an unexpected day at home, guess what, I read a good book.
100 Tons of Gold by David Leon Chandler told the story of a possible buried treasure in southern New Mexico that was described as “stacks of gold bars as high as a pickup truck.”
In fact, several such stacks were reported inside a huge cave in the bowels of the earth in the San Andres Mountains.… Read the rest
We have a three-year-old in our house. If anyone still knew what a phonograph was, I would tell you that he was vaccinated with a phonograph needle.
(Note: Back in the day, we had these things called “record players” – turntables where you put big discs, called “records.” A “needle” attached to an arm rode in tiny grooves on the record as it spun, and sound went up a wire into speakers, out of which came music. Back in the day.)
If you’d been vaccinated with a phonograph needle, it meant you talked a lot. The term was applied to me frequently, I’m sure.… Read the rest
Texas Attorney General Ken Paxton is facing civil fraud charges filed by the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission.
Paxton was named in charges filed April 11 against Servergy Inc., a McKinney-based technology company incorporated in Nevada, and its founder and former chief executive officer William E. Mapp III.
The federal regulatory agency’s 26-page complaint contains the charges alleging “the boosting of stock sales with false claims about a supposedly revolutionary computer server and big-name customers purportedly placing orders to buy it” from November 2009 through September 2013, a period during which Servergy raised some $26 million in private securities.
Paxton, a former member of the company’s board of directors, is also named as a defendant in the complaint.… Read the rest
The Bride didn’t know the answer. Which was a shock.
Social media are full of all sorts of tests you can take to discover something about yourself – which Hobbit you are, what color of the rainbow you’re like, what kind of bug you would be (a roach?!).
And here was another test, a veritable spousal bear-trap: “How well do you know your spouse?”
After 40 years of marriage and years of being pals before that, the Bride and I really know each other.
When our church group gathers for fellowship, we play all sorts of games.
One is a version of the Newlywed Game with answers far more suited to a sanctuary than the sort you heard on TV during the show’s heyday.… Read the rest