Heart Smakk
I was discussing with Big Wu plans for the weekend and he brings up that he is going to a surprise "Glad You Didn't Die" party for some friends. Basically, it's the 10 year anniversary of a friend that successfully survived a heart transplant. That sounds ok but a surprise party? I know I'm not currently working for NASA or anything but something tells me if I got a new ticker that is finally working properly, I don't really need a bunch of people jumping out yelling "Surprise!!!" at me. Jesus - why not also give out cigarettes, red bull and cocaine as party favors?
Anyway - top five "heart" movies:
5. Wild at Heart
4. Crimes of the Heart
3. Angel Heart
2. White Hunter Black Heart
1. Heartbreak Ridge

Byron Smakk
The Bunny, Drunk Steve and I visited to the annual Dallas Hootchie Convention on Sunday also known as the Byron Nelson Golf Tourney. The Byron is always great spot to get some sun, drink some beer and see a few professional golfers. But the real fun at the TPC in Las Colinas is watching all the decked out Bunnies in their tight shorts, tight shirts and very-appropriate-for-walking-around-a-golf-course-all-day high heel spikes. And I thought Vegas was the only lucky spot that golf and hookers went together.

Of course with 20,000+ attendees at the event, it took about 5 minutes at the Pavilion for me to spot Loops & Dirty D trying to work up some cottontail action with Big Wu looking in purely for the entertainment value. We had some more beer and margs with the Crew and all watched Drunk Steve crushing his 30th beer can of the afternoon. All in all, another successful Byron and another fuzzy Sunday.

One last thing - a special shout out to former Cool River parking attendant Jason aka Shrek. Sorry that we parked in the spot we liked instead of following your red faced screams of agony and despair in attempts to control the parking madness. I commend you holding your ground and quitting your job right their on the spot with your walk off as left our car. And it was very dignified that you returned your parking lot polo uniform shirt before walking off in the sun in your white stretched tee with curse flowing under your breath. So good luck Jason - I'm sure there's another black asphalt field with painted white lines calling out your number....