The L.I.E. is always a breeze for me!
We’re cruis’in home from summer on autopilot, and I’m in my happy place — no traffic down here — hate traffic.
Ferry Schmerrry!!!
On my way to Boston to visit the relatives for Yom Kippur…that’s right, to starve for a day — who ever said I was Jewish?
The Public Option—Not for Me!
I may be thirsty, but I don’t do ‘public’ anthing. Not public water bowls, not public bathrooms and no public transportaion—not ever.
You just never know who’s been lapping here and where they’ve been lapping…I’ve got a pretty good idea from my own experience and it isn’t pretty.
Are you looking at me…the hat…or for the
turkey sandwich I’ve got stashed under here?
Happy Birthday Mom!!!!
That’s right—’double digits’— she’s 10. We’re going to be partying tonight!!!
It’s Heating-Up in the Hamptons
First Ashton, now Bon Jovi in spinning class on the bike right next to me…also spotted Alec Baldwin and Sir Paul McCartney. Does it get any better than this?
Cutest Doggy Contest
Popped into Tiffany’s today in East Hampton and ended up entering my first Beauty Contest. Voting for ‘Cutest Doggy’ starts August 1rst and runs all week. Everybody pleasssse go and vote for me!!! I’m #133.
There are a few others that look a little like me so remember Vote #133!!! Vote every day.
The Sterling Silver Bling for ‘the cutest’ is outstanding.
Hunger in the Hamptons
Had to take matters into my own hands again and go ‘dumpster diving’. Mom and all her friends ate up every last drip and drop of Saturday evenings’ Grilled Rack of Lamb. Honestly, they were licking their fingers and sucking the bones dry right in front of me—what a nightmare.
Now I ask you—just how hard do you think it would’ve been to have put an extra rack on the grill for me?
Stars and Stripes Forever!!!
Is this a good look for me or what? I was the hit of the party last night…and the party was a blast!
To Tweet or Not to Tweet
I meet a lot of guys and I gotta say, I’m a bit fuzzy on ‘The Rules’ these days. How long does one wait after a meet and greet or a first date to ‘text’ him—how about ‘im-ing’ and ‘ichat-ing’? Does ‘friending’ him on ‘facebook’ say I like you, but we’re never, ever having sex? Is following someone on ‘Twitter’ the same as stalking?
I say it makes no difference at all… Men are men, they’re pretty basic when it comes down to brass tacks and respond to attention of any kind whatsoever. So tweet, text and im away!
I’m so sad… the King of Pop and Charlie’s Angel are gone. (We had so much in common… you know, the whole black white thing and all)
Shhhhh!!!
Oh my gosh, got laryngitis—how is that possible in June, I ask you!—oh yeah, had to deal with the two scraggly yappers down the hall and lost my voice yelling at them. I’ll be back as soon as soon as I can speak.
My mom went to Egypt without me and all I got was this head scarf, but I’m at peace with that. Assalaamu alaykum.
Gotcha… Hands Up!
I’m so excited, the crime scene cuties caught our thieves. That’s right, the ones who broke into our beach house a few weeks back. Seems that they had a weakness for On Demand porn and left a trail a mile wide. So busted.
I can’t wait to go to the station and check them out in the line-up. Just thinking about being surrounded by
hunky police dogs in uniform gives me a thrill. Yummy!!!
Something is in the Air
Went to the park again today. Same ole, same ole. But on the way home there was a big fluffy white dog of an indeterminate breed that laid down and offered himself to me, unconditionally.
How often does that happen?
Memorial Day
Just ‘Imagine’…a juicy hunk of filet mignon, a mountain of chicken cookies, free love, a Beagles reunion, and…oh yeah,
World Peace.
(BTW, In case you’re a little behind the times, that’s the John Lennon ‘Imagine’ Memorial behind me in Central Park.)
The Roxie Wag 