There’s Football, and There’s Life. But Mainly There’s Football.
by Roger White It hit me the other day, my genteel tribe, as I sat watching the glorious first football weekend of the holy month of September. The remote—it hit me square in the back of the head....
View ArticleThe Raucous Return of Rocky Raccoon, Revised
by Roger White Rocky Raccoon climbed back in his room Looking for means of survival. The return of Rocky Raccoon to the attic of our little domicile has signaled several things: the advent of...
View ArticleBlood Is Thicker Than Ink, Hopefully
by Roger White To My Dear Lovely Daughters, I noticed the other day as I picked you up from high school that several of your schoolmates—guys and girls—were sporting all shapes and sizes and colors...
View ArticleAre We Fiddling Around Like Nero?
by Roger White “The decline . . . was the natural and inevitable effect of immoderate greatness. Prosperity ripened the principle of decay; the causes of destruction multiplied with the extent of...
View ArticleRise of the Planet of the Apps
by Roger White The other day I was reading, with mild interest, a story about an 11-year-old girl who beat all these teams of professional computer whizzes in a contest to see who could design and...
View ArticleA Penny Earned Is a Penny Spent
by Roger White Powerful thing, motivation. Think about it. With proper motivation, master sculptor Gutzon Borglum led a small army of workers from 1927 to 1941 to transform a stark South Dakota...
View ArticleAnd Now the Rest of the Story
by Roger White You know who I miss? Well, yes, I do still pine for Irene Ryan. Granny wielded a razor wit and a mean shotgun—or was it shotgun wit and a mean razor? Whatever. And you just couldn’t...
View ArticleRocky Mountain High, in…uh, in…uh, Woah
by Roger White So I’m sitting, slightly askew, on the couch the other evening, wincing through the throbs of a pulled lower back, trying ever so hard to catch glimpses of “60 Minutes” in between...
View ArticleYee Haw! Texas Done Done ‘Er Agin!
by L. Lee Roy Loving Editor’s Note: While your regular host of “This Old Spouse,” Roger White, continues his convalescence from complications of his belly button lift procedure, guest columnist L....
View ArticleWant to Avoid Election Lines? Try Vote ’n’ Tote
by Roger White Did you know that there are at least 63 different varieties of yogurt at your neighborhood grocery store? Well, there are. I know this because I counted them. No, I am not a yogurt...
View ArticleIs It Legal to Yell ‘Ants!’ in a Crowded Car?
by Roger White So I was chauffeuring my younger daughter home from her latest must-attend gathering of friends and frenemies du jour, daydreaming of the day when my offspring have cars and licenses and...
View ArticleDrinking Gold and Other Extravagances
by Roger White Every columnist, blogger, reporter, broadcaster, tweeter, facebooker, and crackpot correspondent within 500 miles of Austin has had something to say about all the hoopla surrounding...
View ArticleThey’ll Take My Lawn Darts When They Pry Them from My Cold, Dead Hands
by Roger White Every Christmas season, right on cue, under the guise of “the public interest,” some Grinch-worshiping cults masquerading as nonprofit research groups publish their annual lists of the...
View Article‘To Sir, With Desire’ or ‘A Streetcar Named Love’
by Roger White I can’t tell you how outrageously enthusiastic the response was from Spouseman’s latest reader contest. Actually, I can tell you, but I won’t. And you can’t make me. I will tell you,...
View ArticleLet’s Play the Blame Game
by Roger White Did you ever notice how a lot of bloggers and columnists these days start their blogs and columns with “Did you ever notice…”? Uh oh. Actually, in all the 2,103 columns I’ve written...
View ArticleNothing Says ‘Thank You’ Like ‘Thank You’
by Roger White Sitting cozy in my den the other day, admiring the flames in the fireplace as winter raged outside (it got down into the 40s!), I was given to pause and reflect. Seldom am I given to...
View ArticleShould My Friends Keep the Dog or Find a New Pup?
by Roger White Let me tell you a story. By sharing this story I know that I will feel much better. I’m not sure if you’ll feel better after reading it, but that’s not really my concern. I desperately...
View ArticleOur Winter Trip–to the Tune of ‘The Beverly Hillbillies’
by Roger White Come and listen to a story ’bout a man named Rog, For their winter getaway got the car out the garage, Packed the family up and drove to Santa Fe, But here’s some weird stuff that...
View ArticleJanuary in Austin S’not What It Ought to Be
by Roger White I hate this time of year. Absolutely despise it. Might even throw in the word “loathe.” It’s not just because half the trees and plants across the landscape are now dead and brown,...
View ArticlePennies from Heaven? How ’bout a Trillion Bucks?
by Roger White I’m a bit of an amateur coin collector, so you can see why I might be all aflutter these days. By no means am I a serious numis— , numith—, coin collector, but I do have my box of old...
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