October 22, 2013 By ChristinaLocal customers aren’t going to the mobile space, they are already there. If your business doesn’t have a website, an up-to-date Yelp account and a utilized Read More »
October 19, 2013 By ChristinaThis week, I had an exciting opportunity to examine the theater habits of Southeast Texans. Ok, maybe that doesn’t sound exciting to most people, but the Read More »
August 13, 2013 By ChristinaFor the past few weeks, I’ve been compiling something that’s been on my mind since the first day I moved to Beaumont: happy hours. Read More »
August 13, 2013 By ChristinaI thought I could easily live in Beaumont since I lasted four years in Lubbock, Texas. While I’ve traded high winds for hurricanes and red dirt Read More »
July 18, 2013 By ChristinaAs a former Austinite and reluctant Beaumont immigrant, I never thought I’d write this blog. I’m one month away from my third year living in Beaumont, Read More »
This week, I had an exciting opportunity to examine the theater habits of Southeast Texans.
Ok, maybe that doesn’t sound exciting to most people, but the article had a marketing angle, and the piece would run in the Sunday edition of the Beaumont Enterprise as the cover story of the Entertainment section. Plus, I like defending the untapped cultural aspirations of locals. I think we can handle a lot more than is thrown at us.
If I’m going to eat my own words, I might as well publish the process. After three years in Beaumont, I am officially a St. Arnold convert. The other day, I found myself monologue-ing on the merits of touring the St. Arnold brewery, salivating over their Oktoberfest, and expressing genuine dismay over someone who doesn’t “get” St. Arnold.
So, in other words, I’ve turned a complete 180 since this blog.
The other day, as I pulled out of my apartment complex, I noticed something moving on my windshield. Suddenly, a little green face poked out from between my windshield wipers. It was a gecko, who had taken a sun nap on the hood of my car, only to be rudely awakened by his bed accelerating to 60 miles per hour.
“Give your mind a joyous vacation,” a friend said to me over drinks recently.
At that moment, I sat in a funk, unable to catch the bartender’s attention to exchange my currency for an ice cold beer. A friend walked over, ordered my drink, and sat across from me.
Read the Review: Dylan’s on 9th, Nederland bar
This week, I tried something different with my bar profiles. Instead of writing the story following a pre-set format, I branched out and wrote the review like a straight blog/article. Not only is this less time-consuming, but I think it streamlines my writing and allows me to tell a story rather than write a review.