Me drinking a High Life at one of my favorite places- Texas Chili Parlor
It’s been a both a challenging and inspirational year for forward-thinking Texans.
As many of us continue to watch the ongoing HB2 saga unfold, we often feel confused in our emotions for our home state.
How can this wonderful and unique state have such ass-backwards politics?
How can a state that Molly Ivins, Jim Hightower and Wendy Davis calls/called home be so punishing? So foolish?
Sadly, many of our politicians only propel the outsider’s myth that the entire state is full of idiots and hillbillies. While Ted Cruz was busy being the ACA’s cock-block, many of my friends from elsewhere in the world posted social media updates saying they would rather die than live in a state like Texas. This sentiment broke my heart for if anyone who has lived in or spent time in Texas will know, it has been and will continue to be filled with many innovative and inspiring individuals. I feel a guttural urge to (more…)
Oh man, did it feel good to stay away from the computer this weekend!
I hope all of you had a wonderful holiday and that most of you are still on break and not at work reading this post.
Wanted to share with you last Friday’s CultureMap post
. It meant a lot to me. It’s about the the generous and familial culture in Texas and how inspiring and comforting it is.
I hope I don’t offend any of my fellow Upstate New Yorkers here. I think you’ll get what I mean…
I Wasn’t Born in Texas, But I Got Here at an Average Speed
I’m a Yankee. Born and raised in the armpit of the Rust Belt. In the land of fallen big box giants, frost-bitten morale and Wonder Bread tans.
I have not lived in the North in over seven years, but one can never really change where they’re from, right? Where you were born is in your blood. Always.
The fact that I’m a Yankee is not something I advertise, but it’s difficult to hide when you develop instant heartburn just looking at Polvo’s salsa. The sweat on your (more…)