SPOILER ALERT this week Katya (my favorite) was kicked off “Drag Race” and I said BOOOOOOO. Over Kennedy Davenport?! Puh-lease. Groan and sigh. This is perhaps the first time that my favorite queen hasn’t won…since the first season. Oh sure I like Pearl and all but does she have what it takes? Not sure about that, Pearl-lee-loo.

Here I am last Saturday with a Trazadone hangover (did you know that such a thing was possible?), enjoying the sweaty sunshine for at least 18 minutes.

There was a rainbow around the sun that day, or “sun dog” as the Internet tells me it is called.

Today my little monsters came to work with me. Currently they are gnawing on rawhide while I chug coffee and get ready for another Couch to 5K training session.

On Saturday Joshy was skateboarding down the street to pick up my car from the tire place and he ate shit and scraped up all his body parts. Look at how pleased he is with himself!

Pretty pretty neon rose outside of Corinne’s place.

“Montage of Heck” re-obsessed me with all things Nirvana alllllll over again. I discovered that neither one of us own the “Bleach” album, which is a shame that needs to be remedied, stat. Right after my new debit card arrives in the mail, that is. My identity was stolen AGAIN, and do you know how my bank caught them? They purchased something from WALMART. I haven’t set foot in one of those awful places in years. Also, the Walmart happened to be in Georgia. Heh. Idiots.

Living the Good Life.

Sunsets are always in my photo streams.

RAW artists love me and have invited me to do a third show with them next month, this time in the spacious Fremont Foundry. If you also love me, please buy a ticket for a measly 15 dollars. I have to sell 20!

There is a greenhouse filled with ferns under the floor of the Foundry. Pretty sweeeet.

A giant poppy in our backyard preparing to spread open.

Scenic walk from a couple of weeks ago, where my ears got cold from the wind so I took off my shirt and wrapped it around my head and just walked around with my sports bra hanging out for the world to see. It was VERY Little Edie. Shame? What’s that?

Last night I had a powerful craving for Hawaiian dinner, and luckily there are many Hawaiian-themed eateries near our house. The Loco Moco was pretty damn satisfying, as was the banana lumpia.

Flowers from Joshy.

Time to go beat a Cub…she’s barking non-stop in the backyard. This aggression will not stand! Man!