Not pictured here is the traffic backed up for blocks as this transaction takes place right during the morning rush hour.
So, if you're headed for New Orleans, you better pay up or you'll get, pardon the pun, "The Boot."
Until Next Time.......
Hello Houston is now: Hello Houston - All Points Beyond. Things I See Along The Path of Life....
No doubt this is one of the many vehicles that are towed or "two'd" from auctions nearby Houston and taken south of the border to Mexico.
Found this interesting Asian restaurant by accident on Bellaire, Bld in Houston, Texas. It was quite a lot of fun. I realize this isn't very newsworthy but I did want to share it with my friends. I had never seen this type of food preparation before.

A reader interactive post. Please refer to the song take me out to the ballgame as you read though this post. Here we go…..
Take me out to the ballgame. WAIT STOP, insert commercial here for Chick Fillet (Fast Food), wait 30 seconds and begin singing along once again.
Take me out with the crowd.
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack, WAIT STOP, insert commercial for United Parcel Overnight Delivery Service here, wait 30 seconds and begin singing along once again.
I don't care if I never get back, WAIT STOP, insert commercial for some ubiquitous home mortgage company here, wait 30 seconds and begin singing along once again.
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game."
WAIT STOP, before anything continues prepare to listen to several more promotional announcements of some sort. For example,
The first pitch of the game is brought to you by,
The first honorary pitch of the game is brought to you by,
The nicest smile of the game is brought to you by (some
And so it goes. It never stopped. And like too much ice cream it became increasingly uncomfortable and irritating as the night wore on.
So, by now you’ve guessed that I’ve been to a major league baseball game. Technically, it was a baseball game but from my perspective it was more like eavesdropping into the conference room of an advertising agency. Surely, I understand the necessity of sponsorship but believe me, the commercial assault began last evening as my guests and I walked from the car towards the stadium. EVERYTHING that could be sponsored was.
Surprisingly enough the men’s room was seemingly void of commercialism.
Perhaps audio provided by a deeply voiced announcer could boast “this flush brought to you by the Tidy Bowl Man – Remember to wash your hands” They missed one, I should send them the idea.
So, why is this observation worth a post? Well, because believe me the bombardment of commercial imagery and sounds didn’t stop all evening. It even included characters in full costume, roaming the stands to sell their ideas. It’s not that I’m irritated that easily, (We’ll that all depends) it just went overboard. (did I mention that my tickets were almost 50.00 each and parking was additional? I would have spent more for the seats for a commercial free version)
It’s no wonder consumer debt in this country is sky high.
If you’ve reached this portion of the post you may be wondering what really set me off?
Well, being intimately familiar with the public relations game, I was saddened by the first pitch (which by the way was made by a veteran of the
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Well, winter is here in Houston, Texas. First off, I haven't seen the sun in over a week, it's raining, temperatures hovering about 32 degrees and it's windy. So, I'm not one to write about weather because I believe it "just happens," but experiencing this does bring back memories of NY which trigger fear throughout my body. So, will the sun ever come out? Who knows.
It's hard to believe that it's almost been two months since I've posted anything to Hello Houston. I wonder why that is? I haven't lost steam for this on line publication but then again, I haven't come across too much visually interesting that I'd like to share. As the year winds down and the temperature outside continues to drop, I have less opportunity to roam the streets looking for what I seem to think are clever things to share. That doesn't mean that I haven't been busy. Perhaps I can delight you with photographs of a recent vacation out to the western part of Texas? My sojourn 650 miles or so West of Houston was wonderful. The scenery was very much like waking up in a painting. Crossing the desert for almost 200 miles and passing only a few cars on the road was very much the opposite of my daily life here in Houston! In fact, here are a few photos of the landscape....... Enjoy.
The weather was nice and brisk this past weekend here in Hoston. Linda and I took to walking "the streets" after a nice Sunday AM brunch at the Hobbit on Richmond.
What appears to be an authentic 1966 Police Car is actually a sign for a pub located on JFK Blvd, in Houston, not too far from the George Bush Intercontinental Airport. The car is authentic but the police part is not. Never the less, it's a clever way to catch attention. It caught my eye but it didn't lure me into the tavern. I opted for the cofee shop next store where I used their free wi-fi to make Skype calls through my computer for about two hours. Oh what a high tech world we live in. And yes, it's a slow news day here in Houston. More soon.


Only in Houston I suppose. I've passed this place at all hours of the early morning 1AM, 2AM etc and it's usually PACKED. I can only imagine what really goes on here, but I suspect most of the money they collect is wired directly to Mexico. Of course, I am sure they are cashing paychecks for the workers who don't have checking accounts. I suppose establishments like this exist to serve the undocumented segment of our society. Why didn't I think of this? Until next time.

So what's wrong with an attorney who advertises on a truck and has such a wonderful command of the english language? I'm not sure, but if you ever need a quickie divorce, take a ride to Highway Six just South of Interstate 10 in Sugar Land, Texas and you'll find this legal eagle. It's what I'm seeing today in Texas. Until next time.



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Well, here is yet another example of what eating our way through Texas holds. Actually, I do have to admit that I've been to this establishment located in Richmond, Texas before. It sits about 30 or so miles South of Houston. I visited yet once again just last night on the 14th of January and it was delightful.
Located within a stone's throw distance from the Galleria Mall here in Houston, according to my calculations this popular eatery sits about 1,500 miles from NY. So how close to NY authenticity does it come? Well, I don't know. You be the judge:
Parking was simple and free. Drive into the lot, lock the car and walk about 50 feet into the restaurant.
The wait staff was friendly and prompt.
The menu was reasonably priced.
And the food was quite good too.
For real NY authenticity perhaps Kenny should come out of the kitchen and charge for parking?
Ziggy may begin selling bootleg DVD's and music CD's out front using card tables that can be quickly dismantled upon sight of an undercover police officer or passing patrol car.
Can you think of anything else?


This is demonstrated true friendship, my hat which remained behind in Pennsylvania during my journey to Houston, now resides here in Fort Bend County, Texas thanks to Mike who lives just outside the city limits of Pittsburgh. The hat itself isn't really worthy of mention, however Mike's attention to detail and his creative packaging skills are.
OK, for those of you who know me well, you can easily read between the lines here. If not that's ok too.
OK, so this post gets filed under the heading "Maybe I wasn't paying attention while living in NY."
Well another Thanksgiving is upon is. Of course Thanksgiving means so many different things; for some it's the official beginning of the holiday season, for others it's a time of reflection of the past year and perhaps a time where New Year resolutions begin to formulate. For others, it's food, parades, football games and a front row seat to the inner workings of family dynamics.
For my friends in television news, it may just be another day to work.
When I shot news in Washington, DC I worked on two Thanksgiving holidays. The station covered the same obligatory stories each year such as the homeless people who get a full Thanksgiving meal to only be set loose without a safety net at the end of the day, (The story is supposed to make the viewers feel good. They don't see the part of the people being kicked out when the shelter closes for the night), the immigrant family celebrating their first holiday here in the United States, and of course the stories of human misery brought about by travel delays and the cost of gasoline. (Are you asleep yet?)
So, how are you spending your Thanksgiving holiday this year?
What a year 2005 has been. 2005 has been a great year. 2005 has also been a terrible year; however in the grand scheme of things I suppose 2005 was a pretty standard year. The number of natural disasters, military conflicts, lives lost to violent crime, etc are probably well within the bell curve of most actuarial tables so even with the recent tsunami in Asia, and hurricanes and tornados in the United States, I suppose nothing is that much off track. Don't statistics have a way of making things seem so much better?
For me a lot of great things happened in 2005. As I sit here in my apartment in Sugar Land, Texas, the lights are on, the heat and air conditioning are working (there are days here when I need both - figure that out), my health seems to be in order (yes, loosing weight is key for 2006), I am employed at a job that I actually like, surrounded by people that are pleasant and professional, and I have truly great friends and supportive family members.
It's my personal support system that I am so thankful for. For my friends and family members scattered all around the country, (many whom read this blog) thank you again for your encouragement, advice and friendship this past year during some very challenging personal times. I want everyone to know that the many hours spent on the telephone, or even in person were not wasted and that I considered every piece of your advice in developing my plans which resulted in me leaving NY State and once again returning to Texas. And now I want you to know that your generosity wasn't wasted. Now that I am working in an oil related field, the price of gasoline at the pumps has plummeted almost 30 cents a gallon. That's with me only being on the job for two weeks! Can you imagine what will happen by next year at this same time? (Ok, so I can't take any credit for the price of crude oil. Damn!)
So, really a wonderful thank you to all of my friends and family. For all of you in Maryland, New York, New Jersey, Connecticut, Indiana, Pennsylvania, Arizona, California, North Carolina, Nevada, Vermont, Washington DC, Virginia, and of course Texas, thank you again for providing the gift of your concern and belief in me.
So for me 2005 was quite an interesting year indeed. Am I glad it's coming to an end? I'm not sure but no matter what I want, a new year is quickly approaching. As 2006 sneaks up upon us, I have to wonder:
So, you see, with the help of my friends and family I now have the time to ponder the important issues of our day. Have a great holiday.
ME
