—The Obscure Penguin— For those poor souls who aren’t from Texas who simply can’t understand why Texans are the way they are, I’ve created this equivalence measure to try to communicate to them in their own language, describing what a Texan is: If I lived in New Jersey and hung out with Bruce Springsteen, that […]
—The Obscure Penguin— Some of the best experiences (and a couple of the worst) I’ve had working in news, have been the time spent with news photographers, or videographers. In the old days a reporter and photographer would go off to do a story together, a duo with separate functions, but working to achieve the […]
—The Obscure Penguin— I experienced a brief moment of terror as I suspected Rodney and I were going to be arrested for hitchhiking inside the Luling city limits. The Highway Patrol had pulled up behind the Ford Pinto driven by a woman who had asked us if we needed a ride as we sat with […]
—The Obscure Penguin— On Independence Day, 1976, I woke up to the smell of piss under a sprawling oak. I was in a city park in Gonzales, where the first shots were fired in 1836 in the Texas Revolution. A rock dug into my shoulder and a root poked into my back. I wondered how […]
—The Obscure Penguin— The band was funky. Funky country. A bit like Little Feat. In later years I thought maybe it was Delbert McClinton, but I never found evidence he was there that day. Rodney and I found a small depression of dirt not far from the stage and staked our claim. It was hot […]
—The Obscure Penguin— On July 3rd, 1976 about 8 in the morning Rodney and I were hoofing it in Austin, heading south on Lamar. The mechanic had told us the street would eventually branch and we were to take the Guadalupe side all the way to 29th and turn right. Oat Willie’s was there and […]
—The Obscure Penguin— This July 4th will be the 41st anniversary of my journey to see the Willie Nelson 4th of July picnic in Gonzales, Texas, 1976. I’ve always appreciated the fact I was “on the road,” like Jack Kerouac, on the nation’s bicentennial, the birthday of the Declaration of Independence, and the day began […]
—The Obscure Penguin— Some of you believe in ghosts. Some of you do not. The story I am about to tell you is absolutely true. I’ve discovered over the years once the mind is made up over the supernatural folks usually won’t be persuaded either way even when faced with evidence. I personally like to […]
—The Obscure Penguin— I haven’t seen him cruising around in his sporty car lately, but one of my favorite memories of Potter County Judge Arthur Ware is at Teel Bivins’ memorial service at St. Andrews Episcopal Church in 2009. I ran into him outside. It was autumn but the Bivins neighborhood was still green. I’ve […]
—The Obscure Penguin— I’m no longer working at ABC 7 but I’m moving toward a situation in which I hope I can make more of an impact on the industry I’ve worked in for a quarter of a century. That makes it sound longer than “more than twenty years,” right? That’s the business I’m in. […]