Robert (gurdonark) wrote,
Robert
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Fred Rogers and Great Crested

I went to the PetSmart to pick up Beatrice's prescription dog food.  I suppose there is a fear that absent a prescription, someone would eat her weight control food due to an eating disorder. I have to carry the prescription to show the cashier.

My home laptop stopped playing music through the headphone jack. I am working on fixing it. I picked up an inexpensive USB headphone set to use until I sort it out. That works pretty well, except I must direct each stream to the headphones. I  left a forum message on the Q4OS forum. I hope someone has a suggestion and it turns out to be a software bug.

I walked in Limestone Quarry Park in Frisco. I listened to Ana Faris' podcast, Unqualified. I liked the down-to-earth sense of humility and fun Ms. Fais and her co-host  brought to the show.  The show was perhaps a bit coarse-minded for me, as the guest's funny story was how he got roped into helping Russian mafia types rob his fellow classmates on a train trip in Russia.   Still, I will probably listen to another episode or three.

We saw the Mr. Rogers documentary "Won't You Be My Neighbor".  We enjoyed it very much. I was a bit older than Fred Rogers' target audience when it came out, but my sister was just the right age. I enjoyed the show then, and I enjoy it now. I was pleased with the film and with the ideas it raised about goodness and unadorned personal virtue.

I walked this late afternoon in Glendover Park. For the first time, I saw a Great Crested Flycatcher there. Of the 97 species I have seen in my home county this year, I saw 52 of those species in the little park a short walk from our home.

The weather was a bit too warm to walk Beatrice this afternoon, after I missed a "just right" opportunity in the morning. I did throw Bea's toy for her, though, which went over well.  I did see Beatrice's canine friend Diva on her walk, and I wished Beatrice could have seen her, too. Beatrice probably would have thought about this less than I did.

We ate dinner at Tian an Mien, a nice little wok place. I have not been there in months, though it is local and I like it very much. I think I stayed away for fear of eating the fried wonton strips they serve with the soup. Tonight I simply did not eat those.

I worked a good bit this afternoon. I was glad I did.













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