Sunday, September 23, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
I still drive like it's 1996: avoid Kingshighway, take Forest Park, merge into 40/64. Cut over 3 lanes of traffic to exit at Jefferson or 6th.
What a fool I was. Here was Boyle and Papin under my nose the whole time.
And so it's clear how stupid I've been- from 1996-1999 I lived in the CWE less than a mile from this on ramp.
I love this entrance so much. I pick Otto up from K-9 Athletic Club (yes, I send my dog once a week to doggie playtime) and jump right on that highway to the ominous Last Missouri Exit. And even though I make this drive with a 70 pound slobbering dog riding shot gun, it is a wonderful ride.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
So if Huck Finn needed his teeth cleaned or a payday loan, he would have gone to these two bad mansards.