Society

For one of North Texas' biggest charity events, guests pulled on blue jeans and cowboy boots. Others took the mechanical bull at Gilley's for a spin.

Not sure how we'll recover from Reyes the costs of our appeal, but today is a good day.

A perenial conversation about concert hall etiquette unearths a video of a time when a heldentenor struck back at a disruptive audience member

This guy has a pretty good little bit going.

Yesterday I received in the mail a padded manila envelope containing nothing but an unlabeled CD. So I took it back to our I.T. guy and said, "Here, please infect your computer with this mysterious disc, because my MacBook Air doesn't have a CD drive." The disc turned out to be harmless -- at least to the computer. I'd like to address the person who sent it to me. Dear tipster, thank you for thinking of D Magazine. I spent about an hour yesterday reading through the hundreds of personal emails, going back several years, you were kind enough to send. I didn't read every single one. After the first 50 or so, I think I got a pretty good idea of what you wanted me to understand. I skimmed from that point. D Magazine is not inclined to publish information about a couple's messy divorce, even if that couple is a high-profile one. If there were a larger issue at stake, something in the public's interest, that would be a different matter. From what I gathered, this divorce doesn't come anywhere near meeting that standard. It's just a sad, ugly, very personal situation. I deleted the emails from the computer I used to read them. And I've thrown the CD in the trash. But there is something -- or some things -- you sent that I will make use of. The eight Forever stamps on the envelope weren't canceled. Those I will reuse. Cheers.