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Keepin’ it Real at Dos Amigos

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I realized the other day that I need to pay more attention to pop music, because in another 10 years, the set lists of cover bands are going to adjust themselves, and at my current rate of absorption, I will have very little to...


Blunch

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A buddy of mine recently asked for suggestions for Sunday brunch. I started to rattle off my usual list, starting with Reata. (I’ve never actually been for brunch but have heard good things and have been there often enough fo...



The Heart of Saturday Night

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If I heard it once this week, I heard it a dozen times: “So, didja go to The Where House party?” In case you missed last week’s HearSay column, I’m referring to a party on Saturday night at The Where House on Hemphill S...


Swirl and Twirl

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It’s springtime, and that means frozen-drink weather. Thoughts of icy, sugar- or salt-rimmed beverages make me, um, well, I can’t really say here, but give me a few minutes, buy me a swirl, and I’ll tell you.



Working Through It

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I don’t know what you were doing the other morning, but I was drinking beer and watching The Price is Right.


BJ’s Brew Goes Down Like Water

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One of the things I love about going to North East Mall is driving around for hours trying to find the freaking exit to the place. The strip malls all around are just so scenic! Ugh. Someone needs to tell whichever conglomerati...



The Keys to Happiness

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Next week, May rolls around, and — barring any surprise climactic horror — the heat will come with it. I mention this because, as I’ve gone about town over the past couple weeks, I’ve noticed a ton of bar patios rolling...


Mind Erasers

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Well, it’s the third week of April. As everyone who’s ever been a teenager knows, the 20th of April is written numerically as “4/20” and, as a result, is the unofficial official marijuana holiday, with the time 4:20 (a....



Ghostly

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A couple weeks ago, I wrote about dead Mondays, and in doing so I caught some flak for what was perceived as a slight against VIP’s (“RIPs,” March 24). See, I went there on a Monday, and the place was empty except for som...


Nose — and Bottoms — Up

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Once upon a time, I had amusingly fanciful aspirations of becoming a homebrewer. I bought Homebrewing for Dummies and read about hops and yeast and dunkels and IPAs and formed opinions about what was good and what was garbage, ...