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Here’s a cool photo essay from the New York Times about the territory that bordered the U.S. before the Mexican-American

It’s easier than it looks.

The problem with a 50 year plan is that things change, as noted in this article from Axios: After years

Did you know that Mayor Margo has a Wikipedia page? It’s a little sparse. Maybe you could make some edits.

Today the County Commissioners are giving themselves a four percent raise. Here’s how Precinct 4 Commissioner Andrew Haggerty justified the

Here’s a movie starring Clive Owen as a detective on an omniscient police force trying to stop a hacker who

I recently discovered in a Barnes & Nobel restroom that nerds are terrible shots, which really isn’t that much of

Here, for your viewing entertainment, is teevee movie. Looks pretty decent, so far. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8QKJredyLDs Check it out.

Check out this piece in the Washington Post, part of their You’re Going Where? series. I forgot my passport, but

Honesty is the best policy. Or is it. I have a friend who is so unabashedly open and honest that

I’ve decided to immerse myself into learning a new language. Martian was my first choice but I don’t know anybody

During today’s walk, a Code Enforcement vehicle stopped in front of me and a woman jumped out and tried to

Ida Lupino would have been 100-years-old today. She was the first woman to direct a film-noir, The Hitch-hiker, which I

It’s Men in Black. With vampires. In Moscow. http://www.kvia.com/news/el-paso/district-attorney-will-not-file-charges-for-alleged-violation-of-open-meetings-act/687658317 Check it out, if you’ve got an hour and a half

An El Paso legend passed this week. In the ‘80’s, no matter what kind of music you listened to, you

Hey, it’s me, Rich, from El Chuqueño. I’m afraid you’ve been doing these 60 Hot Seconds wrong. It’s multimedia. You’re

For young entrepreneurs in El Paso, the popular thing to do these days to open a restaurant, or a bar.

Tonight, when I took the dogs out, low in the sky on the east end of our street was Orion.

I missed my real calling, playing in a hair band. I still could, I guess, be in a (receding) hair