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Admit it, your brain goes to a different place once Memorial Weekend rolls around. It’s like a Pavlovian response to summer and all the fun to be had. Suddenly workdays are spent daydreaming of lazy afternoons in the pool, vacations to sandy beaches or just grilling out in the backyard with friends. (Did we mention they are shirtless beefcake friends fanning us with palm fronds in our version?). Well, your moment in the sun has arrived so Carpe Extended Weekend and enjoy some of these festivities about town. Artfest Friday-Sunday, May 23-25 While in general we are pro-nudity, we have…

Waking up is hard to do, especially after tying one on the night before at that $2 beer bust/drag show/cookout you love so much. Well, snooze-aholics. You’ve finally met your match. Developed by a group of sadists at M.I.T., Clocky is a cute little alarm clock with clever little wheels adding a bit of whimsy to the sleek, unusual design. Cute, that is. Until you realize that those wheels were made for walking. Or more to the point, jumping and hiding. Yes, if you hit the snooze button on this sucker, it jumps off your nightstand and rolls around for…

If you don’t scratch the surface, Dallas nightlife can leave you feeling trapped in a world of spray tan, fake boobs and obscenely white veneers (kind of like being married to Pamela Anderson). But for every fancy-pants lounge of VIP lists and $400 “bottle service,” there are also places like Barbara’s Pavilion where $400 might be the total decorating budget (think Trading Spaces – lots of painted MDF and “repurposed” decor). Tucked away in a darkened corner of Oak Cliff is this jewel of a neighborhood bar. For years, locals called it “Open Bar” as the neon sign reading “open”…

While religion and politics are two taboo subjects not to be discussed in mixed company, a third category may be in order: Best Pizza. As we’ve seen, what starts out an innocent conversation amongst close friends about crust preference can quickly go all Fight Club leading to upper cuts traded alongside deep-dish insults. So, in an effort to prevent a sissy slap or black eye, we won’t proclaim Scalini’s hand-rolled pizza the best we’ve ever had. But we will give it snaps of superiority for overall size and deliciousness. And yes, size does matter, as in evidenced by the fact…

If 2008 had to hang its hat on a buzzword du jour, it would certainly be GREEN. Seems like everyone is jumping on the polar-bear-saving bandwagon with eco-friendly this and carbon-footprint-reducing that. But we think there’s one green that’s totally inexcusable – avocado. As in the hue that ran rampant on cook tops and refrigerators circa 1970 along with gold fleck Formica countertops and marigold-orange cabinetry. Luckily, many of the same folks who have found an inner eco-consciousness have also found a deeply hidden sense of style and decided to say au revoir to their kitchen from days gone by.…

Grab a boy, grab a girl. Grab a donkey for all we care (we never judge). Head out on the town this week for a chance to win money, and plenty more chances to spend it. Katy Trail 5K Tonight, May 15, 6:30 p.m. Run, Forrest! Run! (Ah, we just love dusting off old jokes from 1994). Bring your pet, bring your friends and bring your well-stretched quads to Reverchon Park for the start of the Katy Trail 5K run. The run ends with a kick-ass party, complete with bad-for-you food and beer to balance out all that healthy living…

A new Tex-Mex restaurant opens in Dallas more often than Angelina Jolie adopts a baby. So, unless it’s really good, it’s not exactly a breaking-news kind of event. Yet here we stand again, chimichanga in one hand, quill pen in the other, reviewing the second standout Tex-Mex restaurant in so many weeks. Life is muy buena indeed. For more than 25 years, Dallasites have lined up to eat at Mia’s on Lemmon Avenue. Now founder Ana “Mama Mia” Enriquez’s niece, Gina Lara, has opened up her own eatery in the old Alfredo Trattoria space just up the street, proving that…

They go to fancy spas for massages and facials. They wear designer clothes to their high-dollar therapy sessions. And, well, they eat their own poop. Yeah, we know. You’re thinking Gary Busey or Amy Winehouse, but we’re talking about your dogs. Or that houseful of cats (shout-out to our lesbian readers!). With all the pampering you give your four-legged children, you’ll want to preserve them for posterity (and no, not that creepy taxidermy with Fluffums in full begging stance propped up by the dining room table). We’re talking stunning photographic portraits from Fetch Photography. Artistic pics of your 15-year-old dog…

OK, we’re about to lift up our proverbial skirts and risk the shame and condemnation of wine enthusiasts the world over. For less than the cost of a gallon of gas, you can get tanked on a surprisingly good bottle of vino. From Wal-Mart. It’s award-winning (at a State Fair, but still), isn’t a screw-top, and unlike most things at the mega-store, not made in China. We purchased the first $2.97 bottle of the Pinot Grigio/Chardonnay blend as a complete goof (along with squeeze cheese and Little Debbie’s, also joke purchases. Swear to God.) While hosting an intimate dinner party…

Please don’t try to walk into Central 214 with your value-size 1.75 liter of vodka. Or you’ll be on the receiving end of one of those scornful hostess frowns that stings only slightly less than that very same look from yo’ mama. No, at our new favorite brunch spot, BYOB is all about Building Your Own (Blank). We’ll pause while you imagine Charles Nelson Reilly and Brett Somers coming up with a funny zinger to fill in the missing word (A Match Game reference proudly brought to you by skinny microphones and the year 1975.) At this still-hot foodie temple…

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