Yesterday while riding the train home to Fort Worth from my office in Dallas, I saw a man who looked exactly like Mr. Rogers - like childhood television icon Mr. Rogers. Sweaters and singing and puppets Mr. Rogers ( Read more... )

Sometimes I forget how nice it is to live in California. But this morning, with the cool fall morning drifting into my apartment through my open windows to wake me up, and with the weird, pretty purplish-flowered trees outside my living room that attract hummingbirds, I couldn't be more pleased.