Neighborhood Smakk
It's almost been a whole year since I left my 3 story town home in Uptown to settle down with the Bunny in Club 6850. I realized moving into a real house in the North Dallas area would mean that we would be entering into a little more established and older crowd. Was I correct? Well let me just say that the main article in my neighborhood newsletter this week was "How to Recognize the Signs of a Stroke." Jesus. Time to get out the walker and cane...we are definitely not in Uptown anymore.

Sunday Smakk
A nice little quiet, relaxing Sunday - Smakk style.
7:30am - Meet Dre for a morning round of 18 holes at the par 3 Westdale Hills course in Euless.
7:32am - About shit in pants when realize that the course has no carts or beer
8:30am - Continue to battle with kamikaze mosquitoes as they attack our golfing. Go through almost entire bottle of Off spray.
10:00am - Finish round with a 72 (par 54 course). Head back to Club 6850.
11:30am - Bunny & I hit the lake for a little picnic lunch on the water.
11:45am - Cruise by party cove. Only 4 boats present.
Noon - Have our packed lunch in the "special" cove. (Sorry - Bunny will not allow elaborations on why this cove is special.)
2:00pm - Cruise back by party cove. 50 boats now present.
2:30pm - Dock the boat. Head out to Jason's pad for quiet Sunday BBQ with crew. Home made brisket, Bobby Flay potatoes and Nordstrom cookies in house.
3:30pm - Baggo season officially launch. Random drawing for teams begin.
4:00pm - Wu & LRod make ice run. Return with 20lbs of ice and 6 ping pong balls.
4:01pm - Wu & I begin beer pong championship round. Wu dethrones my reigning status as Champ.
4:30pm - Rematch. I knock off Wu to regain crown. Defend crown through LRod, Lester and Gwedo to finally get knocked off by Sosa.
5:00pm - I miss every single shot at Baggo. Partner Lynds carries the team but we still miss the finals. Back to kitchen for more beer pong rounds.
5:30pm - Loops walks into kitchen. Crew goes silent around table. A faint whisper of "Greggo" is heard. Laughter bursts out everywhere. Dirty D gives lecture on not picking on people in love. More laughter. Loops walks out in disgust.
7:30pm - All 3+ cases of beer are emptied. Bunnies have had enough. BBQ over. Wu & I barely able to walk.
7:31pm - While leaving, Wu tries hidden pinkie tap on my arm while saying, "Anyone feel like a little Uncle Julio's?" Linds busts him with yell, "I saw that!" No Uncle Julio's tonight.
7:48pm - While Bunny is driving us home I get text from Wu, "No more beer pong sir..."
8:00pm - Bunny & I hit Taco Beuno for drunken nourishment.
7:00am Monday morning - I ask Bunny, "What time did we go to bed?" Her response, "I have no idea but I remember eating a taco."