seal of approval

Partied last night with Joe Besser in episode "Cry Love, Cry Murder", then with Abraham Sofaer in episode "A Penny Saved". Besser was the last to fill Curly's spot in the Three Stooges. Sofaer is recognizable by his spooky eye.

Not many more Peter Gunn episodes, thank goodness. The silliness that is acceptable in a few, becomes nauseous with many.

Mary and I made a town run this morning. Heading up the bypass, I spotted Steve Lewis coming out of Walgreen's.

First stop was at the Kwikway Pack and Ship to send the Canon off to Virginia. $17+. Then we headed to Sallys, where Mary exchanged some kind of nail treatment. Finally, Walmart, where she returned the shower curtain hooks that kept sticking.

So, I'm left for a while with only the Sony camera. A little bulkier and heavier, but still fits into my shirt pocket. Mostly I'll miss the Canon's more dramatic food shots. Other than that, I'm fine.

By coincidence, Steve Lewis called. After some discussion, I decided to invest in more bonds, at 7%. He picked up my check as I was eating lunch.


A shrimp salad. For some reason, tasted even better than it usually does.

We watched On the Ice (2011) from Netflix. Two teenagers in a far north Alaskan town unwittingly become involved in an accidental homicide and botched coverup. Too much hip-hop cool for me at the beginning, but not bad overall. At least, Mary didn't go to sleep. That's her seal of approval.

Everything is fine in my neck of the woods. Neither Xanga's imminent demise nor even the traffic citation bothers me. Funny how being able to breath changes one's outlook on life.

88.9 °F, clear.