Some sadness, some joy, and why the hell is anybody still interested in Rick Perry.

Some sadness. I’m hanging out with a small mountain of laundry and decided to spend a couple of hours crying in my beer — actually, a Marcy-tini — watching YouTube videos of Judy Collins and Joan Baez. There’s seriously no better backdrop for the reality of my 60th birthday than the music that propelled my generation in the 1960s. (I feel limp. I think I need some Cheetos.)

Some joy. Amazon.com just sent an email to let me know MY SUGAR-FREE HALVA HAS SHIPPED ALREADY and — gloriosky — it should be here TOMORROW. This is so exciting I almost can’t stand it. I’ve got my own OVERNIGHT HALVA SERVICE!

Why the hell is anybody still interested in Rick Perry.
No kidding, the First Bozo of Texas gets worse every time he opens his mouth. According to CNN’s James Carville, Perry is the worst debater ever to run for President, can’t give a decent speech, babbles mindlessly when he answers questions and can’t articulate a viewpoint the same way twice. He can’t run his state and he can’t even run his mouth.

And finally, here’s one last Rick Perry gem that pretty much dares you to write your own caption. I gave it my best shot …

Incidentally … “Top Chef Texas” premiers tonight on Bravo and I, for one, can’t wait to watch the latest crop of whiny, competitive cheftestants backstab each other over who’s got dibs on the blender. And this time they’ll be right here in the Lone Star State! Please plan to tune in. It comes on right after “Work of Art.”

L’chaim, and may y’all live and be well. Thank you for reading this.