Last night, at the end of August, the temperature in downtown Kirkwood, Mo., was 90 degrees at 10:00 p.m. And it’s not just because I ate roughly the size of Albania in spinach artichoke dip at the Highland Brewing Company either. Followed by an 8-oz. hamburger. And an Island Paradise drink that something absolutely yummy in it. No. The fact that I’d just gorged myself … Continue reading kirkwood at night
St. Louis residents have an unhealthy obsession with Cardinal baseball. They have cardinal tattoos, cardinal vanity plates, cardinal shirts and birthday parties and special days at work devoted to wearing red. When you listen to the radio in the morning, the broadcasters give the weather, the smog report . . . and how Albert Pujols’ wrist is feeling that particular morning. And what he ate … Continue reading we are cardinal nation
I blame my college roommate for my poor organ skills. She was an accomplished pianist, and the organ came easily and naturally to her. I had taken piano for nine years and figured the organ would come easily and naturally to me too. She was also good at Logic and Chemistry. I barely passed both. It should have been a sign. I’m not saying that … Continue reading international center organ
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