J.J. Dakota’s: Cue the Moves
I’m not terrible at pool, but I’m far enough from good that I normally stay away from any tables where players exhibit the slightest...
CSI: American Sports Bars
As I was posted up on my couch this weekend, angrily hitting remote control buttons to lift my mood after watching the Chicago Cubs...
Blue Notes
I've always had a fantasy about opening a punk-rock tiki bar. Think of it: a dark room with lots of bamboo crap, busted surfboards,...
Lake Life at Shipwrecked
A few hundred miles separate Fort Worth folks from any coast, so we’re forced to rely primarily on man-made or natural bodies of water...
High-way to Hell
On Saturday night, it finally happened. For the first time in recorded history, I wasn’t the highest person at a Whataburger. That title belonged...
Bloody Confusion at Doc B’s
Some crackpot recently tossed a Molotov cocktail into the Sears shoe department at Hulen Mall. Thankfully, no one was hurt, but it seemed unsurprising...
RoboPub
Earlier this week, I saw a still from the set of the impending RoboCop reboot, and, frankly, I already don’t want to see this...
Live Oak Finally Comes Alive
On Saturday night, I looked around the Live Oak’s main room at the masses bouncing along to Skeleton Coast, dancing in a flood of...
Big in Japan
Let's try a little faux-sociological experiment. I'll say the name of a club, and you tell me what kind of club you think it...
Play Hard, Party Harder at Rangers Republic
Upon arrival to Rangers Republic –– the newest addition to Texas Live!, the massive entertainment complex adjacent to the new Globe Life Field and...