What a great weekend in St. Louis. We didn't have time for the City Museum, but I did touch the Arch! I also visited two different 24-hour diners. I think Uncle Bill's was my favorite, in spite of their failure to offer a slinger on the menu. (This made no difference to me, since I don't think I could handle a slinger in the wee hours of the morning. Or possibly ever.) Our hotel was very close to the new Busch Stadium, and passing by on a lovely spring morning while throngs in red streamed through the gates made me realize that, damn, I haven't been to a baseball game in years. This must change. When I was growing up, summer could be measured in Brewers games. I miss the sausage races. During the concert on Saturday I spent at least 60% of the time pogoing, and 30% in a state of near-pogo. (Ten percent: pogo standby.) It was just that kind of night. Dancing really does make anything more fun. Not that Saturday needed any particular assistance in the fun department. But If you would like to be having more fun right this minute, as you're reading, I suggest you stand up and dance. Go on. Do it.
I am now in Wisconsin for two whole weeks (!) before the next leg of my Springtime in the Midwest tour: Kansas City.
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I seriously like the thought of people all over the nation hopping up and dancing in front of their computers, probably for about 20 seconds before sheepishly retaking their seats.
Thanks for the lovely image.
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