Call Out Smakk
I even have to call out on myself sometimes. I retold this story live last night for our table of 15 on the patio of Duke's to the great enjoyment of Fu Man Wu. So last Tuesday evening I was sitting on the patio (I see a pattern) at Doc's in Austin with Drunk Steve, Sweet Willie C and Val. We got to talking about our favorite films for different genres such as war flicks, westerns, etc. This is how it went down:

Drunk Steve - How about top five movies about a real president?

Sweet Willie - There's "Nixon"

Drunk Steve - "JFK" was good

Smakk - Actually, I really like "Dick".

It was like the whole patio went instantly silent only to be broken up in mass laughter followed by Sweet Willie, "You know how I know you're gay..."

AAA Smakk
I discovered today that I must become a member of AAA. For the roadside assistance - no. For the discounts at hotels - no. For the car and homeowner's insurance discounts - no. There is a reason much more compelling than all of these combined - The "Tipsy Tow" service. For major holidays or other drinking related event days such as Super Bowl Sunday, AAA will drive your drunk ass home and tow your car within a 10 mile radius for free. This program has been around for 20 years and I'm just now finding out about it? This could have saved me 10's of $1000's in cab fares just over the past couple of years. AAA - I salute you.

Escape Smakk
Yesterday I thought I was going to go back to being a only child again. Ron was home trying to be productive around the house after work. He went out to the pool for a bit and then came back in. I've been thinking this one out and knew my chance had come. I distracted him just enough that when he shut the door it didn't latch all the way. Sucker! I do my usual submissive doggie head nod to him and he continues on his way. The wind opens the door wider. Cat walks in the room. Ok, here it comes. yay! yay! Cat walks by door, sniffs, continues walking. Stops to lick her leg. Goes into the restroom to her litter box. Comes back out and sits right in front of open door. There is something wrong with this cat! She doesn't have a escape wish like the big gray one. C'mon. Here kitty kitty go outside and catch a bird. Nope nothing. Ten minutes later Ron realizes the door is open and after a brief panicked look around the house for the cat, shuts the door. Closing the door on my chance to be the center of attention again. Any suggestions on how to get rid of this cat can be sent to me at Carrot@dogmail.com

President's Day Smakk
So what the hell is this holiday all about? Hallmark can't even cash-in from it. Are we supposed to send George W a card? Basically just more bullshit so government and bank worker's can get another day off. Can we please just get back to celebrating the real holidays? Like tomorrow - Fat Tuesday!!! Crawfish, hurricane drinks and beads. Now that's something to celebrate...