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Here’s one thing you need to know about The Usual, a chic new lounge on West Magnolia Avenue on the near Southside: The drinks aren’t cheap. To be fair, the drinks aren’t easy to make — The Usual special...

Squeaky Clean

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A high-powered lawyer friend, who happens to be female, recently reminded me of the risks inherent in asking guys out for drinks. Her story goes like this: Not too long ago, she invited a client, who happens to be male, to join...

Puttering Around

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I was watching the Vans Triple Crown of Surfing on TV when I learned the Theory of Relativity. Seriously. This was probably back in ’03 or ’04, and it might have been in the Flying Saucer‘s biergarten. While t...


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I had to go to Bone Daddy’s House of Smoke in the Arlington Highlands Lifestyle Center to get a gift card for my neighbor’s birthday. Believe me, I’d never, of my own volition, go to a place described as ̶...

Island in the Stream

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I used to be a fan of pirates — at least until everyone ran pirates into the ground. I still harbor a love for ships, however, and that’s part of why I like the Poop Deck. The walls of the TCU-area haunt are adorned...

The Cat’s Ass

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After last week’s harrowing voyage to Sports Mountain, a.k.a., the Fox & Hound at Cityview (“Kissing the Frog,” Oct. 28), I decided I needed a break from giving things I patently dislike the benefit of the...

Kissing the Frog

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Maybe it’s because the current class of 21-and-ups are nice. Maybe it’s because I’m older and wiser. Maybe it’s because you catch more flies with beer than you do with vinegar. Whatever the reason, I don...

Pucker Up Tuckers Out

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A “queer kiss-in“? In the Stockyards? During Texas-OU weekend?! Oh, brother. Can you spell “T-R-O-U-B-L-E”?

Service Counts

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It’s easy to take good service for granted. I’m really impressed by servers who anticipate my needs, instinctively show up when I want something, and are generally unobtrusive. What I don’t like are the over-t...

Trunk Talk

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I have to cop to something: I’m a little out of touch. I learned this at the White Elephant Saloon, of all places. Until last Monday, I had no idea who Ray LaMontagne was.