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The “Bernie” World Premiere
We are disrupting the usual “So where were we?” dispatch format to bring you breaking news. Last night was the world premiere of “Bernie,” Richard Linklater’s film about the mortician who murdered my aunt in 1996. It was the first [...]
On Elizabeth’s Trail
So where were we? Oh yeah, in a cabin outside of Taos, not writing. I’ve been wandering around northern New Mexico since then, drifting back and forth between Santa Fe and Taos, stumbling into little gems of restaurants (La Cueva Cafe in [...]
Aldous Huxley’s Outhouse
So where were we? Oh, yeah, Fort Worth, having dinner in the Traipsemobile. I finally managed to pry myself out of Texas, always a difficult thing. I stopped over in Denton to see a Wilco concert and spend some time with Brave [...]
Guess Who’s Driving to Dinner?
So where were we? Oh, yeah, Fort Worth, introducing my mother to Shirley MacLaine. Texas was already warming up past my tolerance levels, a couple of days in the 90’s, a couple of nights where it barely got below 80. It was [...]
My Mother Meets Shirley MacLaine
So where were we? Oh yeah, in Carthage, Texas, sleeping in my mom’s driveway. That I’ve gotten to the point where I’d rather sleep in the Traipsemobile than in my mom’s guest room says a lot about how comfortable I’ve gotten with [...]
Rider On The Storm
So, where we? Oh yeah, Shreveport. I’d forgotten how volatile springtime can be in the South, particularly March and April. All that “in like a lion, out like a lamb” stuff doesn’t apply down here. It’s more like, “in like a head [...]
Surly in Shreveport
So where were we? Oh yeah, Houston, whining about the Final Four. I've been kind of cranky lately, even more than usual. This is not necessarily a bad thing, since it keeps salespeople and small children at a distance. No one ever [...]
The Final Final Four
So where were we? Oh, yeah, in prison in New Boston, Texas. I went to Texarkana, about 25 miles east, after that, ending up in a place called Fat Jack’s Oyster and Sports Bar, on Stateline Avenue, on the Arkansas side. There [...]
Weekend (almost) at Bernie’s
So where were we? Oh yeah, Austin. There was a side trip to Dallas after that, a couple of nights of finding pubs with tv screens so I could watch the NCAA tournament (Damn that faulty inverter!) , check-ins with assorted pals. [...]
Babysitting at South by Southwest, a cautionary tale
So where were we? Oh yeah, Tucson. I went from there to Austin to get the Traipsemobile’s inverter replaced. This is way more complicated than it ought to be, since apparently the Xantrex company, the manufacturer, doesn’t like to admit mistakes. Much [...]
Wordfight at the O.K. Corral
So where we? Oh yeah, the Laugh Factory in Hollywood. Having pissed away most of the winter in southern California – exactly as I planned – I’m ready to get back on the road. I’ve got to go to Texas for an [...]
Chappelle’s Show
So where were we? Oh yeah, Las Vegas. I grew weary of the desperation, the phoniness, the brain-numbing assault of glitz and prevarication and people pretending to be something they are not. So I went back to Hollywood. Because I’ve been out [...]