Closing Time Smakk
I can't get that damn song out of my head - "Closing Time". Yep, today is the day I close on the new club in Prestonwood in North Dallas. Or better known as the day that I once again enter into major debt. Already thinking of some of the immediate purchases I need to make:

Deck furniture, sound system & grill for pool parties
Keg fridge full of liquid silver bullet
Racecar bed with John Elway bedspread for Shaw B's suite
Treadmill for bunny
Weight set for me to stare at as it gathers dust

Those sound like the immediate essentials. I'm sure more will come to mind.
Also, need a new name for the place. Some suggestions on the new poll on the side.

Gunrack Smakk
On my lovely drive back from Athens, TX today, a dooley pulls up on my ass in the rearview mirror. As I'm about to make my signature slam on the brakes move to back the redneck off my ass, I notice Billy Joe Don Cooter has a freakin' shotgun up in his window behind his head. Thinking the effect of buckshot on my bemer and my ass, I decide to change lanes and just let the Bubba Bob drive on by. So as I pull back in behind Gomer and get a better look at his 12 gauge, what do I see? It's a stupid umbrella in his rack. And a camoflouge one at that. I'm sure the Jeff Woxworthy 8-track was cranked up as well....

Coupon Smakk

Did that bitch at CVS really yell at me on the way out tonight, "Excuse me Sir! You forgot your coupon!" Yeah - look closely assholes...

Steve F Smakk
So the boys and I made a little road trip down to Austin for the weekend to celebrate Dirty D's B-Day in style. Our normal rock style partying ensued as we intorduced A-Town to what a real drinking crew can do. Along this journey I was able to introduce the boys to one of my old school drinking buds - Steve F. So I thought it only fitting to share some of his highlights from the weekend:
- Being cut off at Trudy's South within 30 seconds of first beer at bar
- Starting off maragritas at 10am at Guero's during breakfast
- Throwing arms up in air and yelling, "It's an alien!" at a lady walking by with trash bag on head in rain after above margaritas
- Yelling "There's gonna be a dogfight!" after 2 dogs bark, once again after above margaritas
- Playing bumper tag with his jeep and my rental while driving down congress
- Leaving me the voicemail, "Did we go 4 wheeling in my jeep last night? Thought it was a dream but saw the right side is covered in mud."
- Walking out of bar at 7pm while wispering to me, "I'm going to disappear now." We never saw him again that night.
- Lifting his shirt and flashing his chest to his employees and customers at The Big Kolache

Needless to say, Steve F fit right in with the crew and I see more Austin adventures to come.