Greetings from Old Deerfield

I had a quiet Tuesday morning, then went with Paul to a doctor's appointment at UMass Medical Center so I could hang out and catch Pokemon in downtown Worcester while he was getting poked and prodded. It was a gorgeous not-too-hot day, so we also took a walk, and though we only saw a couple of bunnies, we got the full fountain rainbow. 

My DS9 group watched "Explorers" -- the one which not only introduces Leeta and Kasidy Yates (the latter not even by name yet) but has Jake writing, drunk O'Brien and Bashir singing "Jerusalem" while the latter is stewing over med school regrets whose origins we don't even know yet, and Dukat has to admit that Cardassia knew Bajor got to space first. 

We also watched some of the Red Sox loss to Toronto (Adley started and played fine, at least) and some of the Orioles win over the Twins, and our past hour has been more Kevin Can F*** Himself; I like the lesbian storyline, though I doubt Patty and Allison get to live happily ever after. Here is the Barbie exhibit at the Memorial Hall Museum in Old Deerfield: