La Dolce Vita

Ahhhhh, rain! What a relief after all the heat.

Oooof rain. I needed to walk the Wookie and it was raining. In my  4 AM bleary eyed, not-nearly-awake-enough-for-this-shit state, I searched for my rain hat.

No joy.

I did however come upon my old stetson — a hat I’ve not worn in a millennium or six.

So then, feature this — a very late middle aged (I qualify as middle aged only if you know a bunch of 110 year old folk) broad in One Fish, Two Fish jammies (YES, I have others but these are my favs), a raspberry tank top and black stetson being dragged about by an elderly dog who’s just not certain if this bush of beach roses is best to poop beside or, perhaps, this one.

Yes, I’m here to entertain and mystify the neighbors. And make them wonder if they’ve woken inside a Fellini movie.

Naturalmente. Duh.