It’s Cinco de Mayo and so, like every stereotypical White person in America, I am thinking about Tex Mex. Maybe I’ll go get some at one of my favorite places…
Maybe we’ll head over to “Acapulquena.” Oh RIGHT…they CLOSED…
Dear Gov Abbott, I am writing you as a Christian pastor, and calling out your inclusion of the phrase “illegal immigrant” in your tweet regarding the senseless murders of five innocent people in Cleveland, Texas.
It’s now Monday, and to my amazement, my hastily dashed-off post “Good Friday” —about the original meaning of the crucifixion in Jesus’ time— continues to be shared at a stunning pace. It’s now approaching 3,000 Facebook shares, and…
“Um…so what’s that interesting necklace you’re wearing?”
I am at the Kerrville Folk Festival, on a sweaty May afternoon. I’m with a group of fellow musicians, and one has again asked me a question I’ve been asked many times before…
As a student at UT Austin, I remember celebrating this day with all the pride I could muster. Today, years later, I’m thinking about what I didn’t know then, what I do know now, and…