How would you do on Texas’ eighth-grade science test? Give it a shot. I got 44 out of 50 correct. Post your score below. Also, to my surprise, one of my friends, Krissi Trumeter, criticized my old college friend, Sofia Resnick’s, recent article in the Austin Chronicle. What’s surprising is that they don’t know one [...]

. . . because I was on the pot. (Taking a shit, that is.)

I know at least some of my readers visit this blog because they’re interested in writing. Granted, the act of writing isn’t something I write about much here — if at all in recent years. Nonetheless, I wanted to point those who do read this blog for that purpose to a friend’s blog, Thirty One [...]

Wake up, little blog.

I’m running Ray McMurrey’s campaign for U.S. Senate against John Cornyn. Our main opponent in the primary is five-term state Rep. Rick Noriega, who spends most of his time talking about how he serves in the National Guard. Apparently, my entire family — including me — should run for Senate because we’ve all been active-duty. [...]

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Leaving Las Vegas has always made me want to drink.

I’m in the Executive Lounge on the 25th floor of the Hilton in downtown Austin. How did I get here? Not as groundbreaking as the Talking Heads song, that’s for sure. My old college friend — who is oh-so-attractive in a variety of ways — gave me access. She said to “just act like you’re [...]

Three years is a long time to be out of the game. It’s a long time to only really worry about what one person thinks of you — or to actually care what that person thinks. Three years. It makes it difficult to rediscover that internal self-sufficiency that allows you to survive — mentally and [...]

Enough said. Bye, bye, W. Thomas Smith, Jr.