Clubs
Home Clubs
Bait and Switch (and Bait)
I'm going to go on record as saying that I've been getting tipsy on Monday nights purely by accident. The problem (if, of course,...
When in Sansom Park …
It's official. According to the National Bureau of Economic Research, we're in a recession. "Finally!" says I. After all, we've only been talking about...
Fly Me to the Moon
Airports get a bad rap. Sure, there's the waiting and the people and the security guards who look a little too frickin cheerful to...
Flynn’s: Hip to Be Square?
There is something almost shameful about a guy like me (drunken hipster) discovering that there are some pretty character-rich watering holes outside of the...
The Blues and Blue Sake
Several of my divorced or divorcing friends report a dramatic drop in their respective moods come Sunday afternoons. Sundays is normally child-transfer day ––...
In The Zone
My buddy Len says nobody needs to venture east of I-35. For any reason. Len's like Amon Carter, who was rumored to have toted...
Teed Off
Allegedly in golf parlance, the final approach is the part of that whack-the-little-white-ball game when you're within spitting distance of that little patch of...
The Circle Can Be Broken
A friend and I got to talking the other day about communities within communities, like how our little universe is basically restricted to the...
Party On
Anyone who's ever been to a film festival, even SXSW, knows that the parties can be as much fun as the screenings. Wait. Who...
Pumping Iron (Beer)
That horrible screeching sound you probably heard about two weeks ago was the Fort's party scene coming to a halt. Your boy had strep...
