Last weekend was lovely--a beautiful, sunshine and watermelon three-day Memorial Day weekend. Thespian even got Sunday off, which meant we were going to have a whole day together--the first since our fab stay at the Viceroy in Palm Springs back in November. At first, there was talk of us taking off with Mango (Thespian's adorable Visla, pictured top) to a cozy cabin with a hot tub in the redwoods up north... then it was all about finding a hotel room in the city and checking out the Power Exchange...
Anyway, we ended up staying close to home and having one of the best meals of our datedom at Oliveto Saturday night. Then the next day we (along with Mango) headed to Golden Gate Park and a nicely rockin' barbeque with an excellent sound system and DJ (pictured middle), and an ice luge with Acai liquor and organic vodka, and a keg of caffeinated microbrew of some sort.
Then some dude was trying to flirt with me only he was a pompous meathead and was trying to brag about being from Marin and living in Mill Valley all his life and how it's so affluent and nice that he doesn't have to worry about locking his doors. So then I piped up and said, "Oh, yeah? Well, I work in San Rafael and just had my hubcaps stolen" to which he replied, straightfaced and with much seriousness, "Well, that's because there are a lot of MEXICANS there."
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I love Mexicans, especially when they have strep throat and can't understand me.
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