Go Fish Galvez

That would be me. (Had you fooled, didn’t I, with the raggedy old blue work shirt, denim peddle pushers [Google it, young'uns], crew socks, and cheap Target athletic shoes? Ha!)

Trube House with corner entrance

But it’s not the tricks I’m interested in; it’s the Trube.

And that would be Trube as in Trube House, at 1627 Sealy Avenue, that glorious Gothic Revival built by Alfred Muller in 1890 for John Clement Trube and just one among the many countless architectural treasures that abound throughout Galveston.

They are everywhere, grand and modest, restored and disintegrating, fanciful and plain. These homes fascinate me endlessly and make walking the streets of this sublimely interesting old burg Read the rest of this entry »

Speaking for all civic-minded Galvestonians (and who better than me, I ask you), I demand an answer forthwith on the resolution of this blight upon our seawall.

Flagging ship

Or, put another way, where’s the money, Fertitta?

I’ve not seen a single article in the paper about this issue since the last one months ago stating that Mr. Fertitta was going to roll his considerable capital resources into fixing up this listing old hulk, turning the entire pier into a quasi-amusement park (as is his P.T. Barnum wont), and in general removing an ugly reminder of a storm everybody would like to forget. Great idea (I was going to say “capital idea” but that would have been too punnish). Heck, if I had the cash, I’d do it myself. Read the rest of this entry »