On Tuesday I washed three undershirts and a
pair of shorts and put them out back to dry.
I got caught up on
my writing and didn’t take a bike ride because of the chance of rain. It did
start raining while I would have been in the east end if I’d gone riding. I’d
forgotten about my clothes on the deck though, which probably would have been
almost dry if I’d grabbed them before the downpour.
That evening I
wanted to practice playing “Andalusian Dream” but I needed to go out and buy
batteries for my guitar tuner. It was already after 20:00 and I thought
Fullworth would be closed but it wasn’t and so I bought four CR2032 batteries.
I played the song three times.
That night I
watched two episodes of Dobie Gillis.
In the first story
Dobie’s father and Maynard get their index fingers locked together in a Gypsy
love link. Dobie goes looking for the Gypsy that sold it to Maynard and far out
of town finds the Gypsy camp. He also finds Natasha, the daughter of the Gypsy
king and while kissing her forgets what he’d come there for. Meanwhile Dobie’s
father is up for the Grocer of the Year award and so the only way to make
bringing Maynard with him not look stupid is to dress him in drag and have him
go as his wife. The little Italian grocer who won the award falls for Maynard
and keeps chasing him around for a kiss. Afterward Dobie shows them that to get
free they must push rather than pull.
Natasha was played
by Ilse Taurins who was originally from Latvia.
The second story
was basically a repeat of a story from the first season. The original started
with Tuesday Weld’s character, Thalia dumping Dobie but this one had Zelda
finally decide to call it quits with Dobie. But when a new rich girl in school
named Claypool wants Dobie because he’s boringly dependable, Zelda wants him
back. Once she’s got him back she tries to teach him to think but when he can’t
she dumps him again. This goes back and forth until Dobie finally learns to
think and his thinking makes him logically dump Zelda but it makes him
dangerous to Claypool so she won’t have him.
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