Let’s keep it short and bittersweet… kind of like the cocktail I had at 5 o’clock.

  1. Bacne.Take care of your craters before slipping into a halter. Thx.
  2. Burnt popcorn. (To be honest, I don’t like popcorn at all).
  3. Open toed shoes are a privilege.  If you insist on wearing them, please make sure your toes are presentable.
  4. San Francisco’s weather.
  5. Melodrama.
  6. The Real Housewives of New Jersey.  This is a grown up Jersey Shore and it’s gotta go. (Ya hear that, Bravo?)
  7. Dirty grout.
  8. The smell of laundry that’s been left in the washer too long.
  9. High waisted jeans. Everyone looks like an a-hole in them.  No one’s vajay and entire female reproductive system needs to be accentuated to that degree.
  10. People who will not, no matter how hard I stomp, huff, and/or puff get out of the middle of the sidewalk. MOVE.

Have an absolutely fantastic weekend.  It’s calling for rain here in SF. Mazel.