“I’ll have the bacon-dog, please and then just drop me off at the hospital.”  That’s the only way to order a bacon-wrapped hot dog! Denis and I went to our local street festival yesterday and when I saw this sign, I wondered what the thinking was behind this culinary catastrophe. Let’s see… we know hot dogs are unhealthy, but what can we do to make them do even more damage?  Put them in a white bread bun? Done.  Dip it in corn batter and fry it?  Been there, done that. Here’s an idea.  Let’s wrap it in bacon!  Genius!

There were a lot of food stands with things like cotton candy, funnel cakes, and even some food trucks. I have to admit the smells at any outdoor festival can be intoxicating.  The first thing that wafted my way was caramel corn and then it was barbeque.  I decided on barbeque but they ran out so I went with my second choice. Call me a hypocrite because I had a Polish kielbasa dog, and I only have one thing to say: Thie kiełbasy było pyszne! Hey, at least it wasn’t wrapped in bacon!

I was contacted by the Game Show Network yesterday asking if I’d be interested in hosting a new game show. My reaction was… letmethinkaboutitno.  I’m not sure there’s anything that would drive me back to TV, I guess because I never felt like I belonged there in the first place.  The whole twelve years I spent on the air, my biggest fear was that someone would find out it was a big mistake to give me my own show and this dream job would suddenly be taken away.  But the show kept going and I thought it was only through sheer luck – I was at the right place at the right time and the executives just didn’t think it through. So maybe it’s the fear of being found out this time, or maybe it’s just more fun baking cookies in my pajamas.  For all those of you asking if I would do Dancing with the Stars, first: I can’t dance so they’d have to change the name to Falling Down with the Stars and second: I’d have to dance in handcuffs after being arrested for trying to strangle Bruno. 😉

It’s 110 degrees!

No humidity.

Too bad jogging in your underwear raises eyebrows.

Even my rattlesnakes won’t come out.

The Getty Museum is fantastic!  Denis has friends in town so we all went for the afternoon. It’s on top of a hill so after parking, you take a tram up the hill to the museum.  

It’s just stunning.  The buildings (there are a few) are all white and they have the most beautiful formal garden. Of course I took my camera. Even if we had all day we could never have seen all the exhibits but now I know how great it is and can go back.

As we were going in, Denis spotted a praying mantis sitting on the stone. It let me get really close and didn’t move so I took this picture.  I think I’ll put it in my photo section too.

Meantime, while I was away, Damon posted some new videos on the site. There’s a brand new Talk Show Video Highlights page with clips from my show, with a new one on Child Stars and also Chubby Checker singing The Twist. I found some boxes of tapes so there are more clips coming soon.  But don’t expect more bloopers any time soon.  I have to wait until I make a mistake and as you know, that could take years!  😉

I woke up to helicopter sounds again this morning and noticed it was LAPD.  I’m pretty sure they were looking for the guy who recently killed a bride-to-be in Studio City.  He’s been spotted in all the local canyons where I go walking with my camera and when I was out today, I saw a Wanted poster with his picture, saying he is dangerous and to call 9-1-1 if anyone sees him.  They say he’s been living in the canyons and on the news they showed police on horseback looking for him in the dense brush. It’s like being part of a murder mystery around here. You don’t see too many Wanted posters in Beverly Hills so I’m keeping the doors locked.   Hey Mister, good luck out there tonight with the rattlesnakes, coyotes, and bobcats!