Is there anything cuter than a dachshund puppy?

Yes, there is – a dachshund puppy –  in the snow – in slow motion! You’re welcome.

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Yeah, I totally don’t get this one.

Saw Hedda Lettuce perform on Saturday night – she was hilarious as always. Was advising a friend via text that I loved the show and that “she’s a riot” – but SwiftKey’s predictive text had a different idea. Not sure, but I think that’s about as opposite from “drag queen” as one can get…

Just wow.

I do my best to remember that, despite the fact that some of my days can be frustrating or unhappy, I actually have a pretty amazing life compared with most of the other humans who live on this planet. But I still take so much for granted…

Then I see something like this, which reminds me to not only never take my wonderful life for granted – but to do what I can, large or small, to express and encourage the humanity that we all share.

“Well, I don’t know what to make of that, Sal…”

Chris Matthews can be a bit shouty – but in this case, it’s the only appropriate response. And what a craven, sniveling douche that Sal Russo is – probably worse than Michelle “Crazy Eyes/Balloon Head” Bachmann, who is horrible but actually and demonstrably stupid. This other character knows what she’s saying is outright false, but won’t cop to it. These are the people who hate America.

Un weekend superbe avec Ralph

My friend Ralph came for a visit this weekend. It was a low-key couple of days, but so much fun. His flight was delayed by six hours, so he arrived very late on Friday – so we stayed in and ate cheese and salumi. Plus chocolate truffles and marzipan-stuffed dates he’d prepared in NYC and brought to SF.

Saturday was spent walking up and over Nob Hill and Russian Hill, down Macondray Lane, a pit stop for cannoli in North Beach, then down the Filbert St. steps. Dinner at Chow and some dancing at Badlands.

Sunday was a late breakfast and a lovely dinner at Le Charm. Then a breakfast of bagels and smoked salmon on Monday morning before escorting him to BART for the trip to SFO to fly home to NYC. A fine weekend indeed…