Inharmonious day

Just a half day, really. Chores, chores, chores. First we dropped our ancient mower off at EcoWise to be sharpened. There'll be no charge if it's impossible to disassemble it. Up until a couple of years ago, before "Smart Growth" drove all the useful services from downtown, we used to take it to the chainsaw place. Homegrown Texas still shows Harmony Gardens as a location where it's available, but Harmony Gardens is now missing from the master gardeners site. The greenhouses and little florist shack are still there. What heppened to the tribe of tiger-striped feral cats that they fed? The guys there used to propagate their own plants and, besides what was paid for, there were often surprise plants in the pot. K. was famished and wanted to stop at Culver's for a frozen custard and then ate so much other stuff that the custard was never ordered. The soundtrack was great and the counter and kitchen people were all speaking Spanish. The music was better than the food. Anthony Anderson and Tom Arnold walk away with Cradle 2 the Grave. The villain was Mani from Pacte des Loupes. From bed we enjoyed a surprise and extensive fireworks exhibition, courtesy of Rupert Murdoch, according to the Statesman.