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James Villanueva

James Villanueva
Location
Texas, USA
Birthday
December 31
Title
Staff Writer
Company
The Slatonite

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AUGUST 3, 2010 11:35AM

How I Learned to Fight

He stares at me, then at the hot sauce sitting on the table in front of us, then looks my way again and laughs. I cry.

As I wipe my tears and allow the snot to run down my face, I realize I am an official crybaby. At the age… Read full post »

JULY 23, 2010 11:23AM

Red Pumps

I’m five-years-old and my little red Hot Wheels toy car is cruising on the side of the couch. Suddenly, the giant fluffy blue road of the couch arm ends and the car crashes off the cliff.

Luckily, the car lands on its wheels – off I go.

Then, another… Read full post »

JULY 8, 2010 12:00PM

Me and My Damn Reputation (Part 1)

Kindergarten diploma self

 It’s 1988. I’m seven-years-old. I’m not giving a damn about my bad reputation.

 A new sound has overcome the room in my grandma’s house that mom and I share. Joan Jett blares, day and night, in the room. Its mom’s favorite new cassette tape and we&rsq… Read full post »

JUNE 24, 2010 11:21AM

Meeting Mrs. Baxley

In preparation for my year long journey into the history of Slaton, I had to speak with someone who was there at the beginning. Not necessarily the beginning of Slaton, but of the 1900’s.

Onie Baxley, although one of Slaton’s newest residents (moving to the town in 1997), she is… Read full post »

JUNE 3, 2010 10:35AM

When Mr. Rogers was my Homeboy

 Christmas morning early 80s

Back in the day when Kraft’s Macaroni & Cheese was a mighty fine meal & Mr. Roger’s was my homeboy, I discovered an unbelievable province that made me yearn to minimize my already petite body to a more mouse-like size, hop on a tiny toy trolley, and… Read full post »

brownsville I am one lucky man.

Lucky because I was born a few generations shy of being on the other side of the Mexican border. Lucky because I was granted opportunities far too many of my relatives weren’t. Lucky because I have the job of reporting the news of a… Read full post »

Editor’s Pick
MAY 19, 2010 10:24AM

80's Glam Diva - Unabridged

 mullet 

To this day, I still remember the feeling of slick redleather against my skin.

As a sensitive 5-yearl-old boy, the moment my mom dressed me in a Michael Jackson “Thriller” t-shirt beneath a tight red leatherjacket – I was never the same again.

80’s glam too… Read full post »

MAY 18, 2010 10:29AM

What Lenora Left Behind

It was the age of MC Hammer Pants and Neon Slap Bracelets.Troll Dolls weren’t only a passing fad, but a lifestyle.

Acquiring a Troll Doll collection at museum level status wasnot only doable, but my ultimate goal. I was going to be the raddest kid on theblock. Of course, I had… Read full post »

Like Carrie Prejean, last night, Miss Oklahoma fell from grace.

One Miss Morgan Elizabeth Woolard fell victim to the harsh challenge of answering political beauty queen questions without coming across as a racist or a homophobe and, once again, failed miserably.

The question came in the context of the/… Read full post »
MAY 17, 2010 12:58PM

All of Oz Will Have to Love Me

When one steps into my small house in Slaton, Texas, it's hard to miss the velvet Our Lady of Guadalupe Shrine that canvases almost an entire wall behind the old television set that didn't take too kindly to the digital switch and is now used as a makeshift table for plants.
MARCH 11, 2010 1:02PM

My How High Society Has Changed

It is a universal truth unknown that any young gay American is in search of... popularity.

Gay men in their twenties on a reality television show is like being selected for a prestigious high school cheerleading squad - cocktails included.

Case in point, Paul Johnson Calderon (or, as he likes to… Read full post »

Today, as I swept all the blood and guts off the floor of the gymnasium floor from our annual Halloween pep-rally, I couldn't help but feel elated that this years pep-rally didn't end in tears.

 Not my cheerleaders' tears, no, my own.

This time last year, after another losing season, a… Read full post »

Editor’s Pick
OCTOBER 8, 2009 4:10PM

My Glorious Curse of High School Football

The curse began when I was a child, it has only continued to get stronger since.

In 1989 the Roosevelt Eagles made it to the Texas State Playoffs in football. The next year, when I started attending Roosevelt Schools as a bright eyed kindergarten-er, their twenty year losing streak began. Then… Read full post »

OCTOBER 6, 2009 12:24PM

Don't Forget the Spirit Stick

This morning I awoke to a lengthy phone call from a frantic junior high cheerleading sponsor. She had forgotten - THE SPIRIT STICK!

There are two parts to my life. By day I am a news paper reporter, but by night I am a lean mean cheerleading coach machine. You know,… Read full post »

OCTOBER 1, 2009 5:30PM

Becoming Great... Again!

Some of us are born with the natural talent of singing a beautiful aria. Some of us will go on and write that Pulitzer Prize winning novel. Some out there may even have their eyes on the White House and become our next great President of the United States. However, not… Read full post »