I am claustrophobic.
This house is 11' wide with tiny windows on one side in the back and no windows on the other side.
That's becuase siding is cheaper than tuckpointing.
Somehow a staircase is inside this 'home'.
Spotted in The Grove just before I hit the gas and peeled rubber outa there.
It makes me want to start a fight so I'm staying inside today.
But check out what's to its left! They ran out of yellow paint and didn't destroy the porch.
Presenting a collection of St. Louis bricks, sidewalk markers, and the Fleur-de-lis as architectural detail on and in city buildings, brick collecting, urban exploration, and my life by Christian Herman. Reporting from Tower Grove South in St. Louis, MO
11/28/21
11/26/21
My Daily Golden Moment
As soon as I recline on the sofa pillow she wraps herself around my head. I think this is because my communication center is on my head and she wants to be near my voice.
We rescue dogs
We rescue dogs without thinking of each other.
With zip ties, we attached a tree branch with limbs to a utility pole. We hang coats on it that we buy at the thrifts. We roll washed socks & gloves into the pockets.
You can also do this if inclined. Just watch the weather to avoid rain in the forecast.
Post a sign that says Free Coats.
Do not photograph yourself doing this. Don't make it about you.
With zip ties, we attached a tree branch with limbs to a utility pole. We hang coats on it that we buy at the thrifts. We roll washed socks & gloves into the pockets.
You can also do this if inclined. Just watch the weather to avoid rain in the forecast.
Post a sign that says Free Coats.
Do not photograph yourself doing this. Don't make it about you.
11/25/21
Downtown Famous Barr Escalator
Yours Truly worked at the DT Famous Barr in the mid to late 70s. It was quite the retail landscape.
I recall this escalator on one of the upper floors. By the time I worked there the lower floors had been replaced with wider, steel escalators.
Not my photo:
I recall this escalator on one of the upper floors. By the time I worked there the lower floors had been replaced with wider, steel escalators.
Not my photo:
11/24/21
Edwardian
A rare Edwardian platinum filigree necklace with a seed pearls, mine cut diamonds, and faceted glass pendant.
11/23/21
2011
So I'm having lunch with this man I've been hanging with and I notice we're both dressed in black.
I say: Hey, the mortuary called and they want their suit back. Showing out my wit, right?
He scowls at me and says: Hey, the CONVENT CALLED AND THEY WANT THEIR VIRGIN BACK.
As I blushed the server (a friend of his) looks at me and says: So, what's it going to be?
I say: Hey, the mortuary called and they want their suit back. Showing out my wit, right?
He scowls at me and says: Hey, the CONVENT CALLED AND THEY WANT THEIR VIRGIN BACK.
As I blushed the server (a friend of his) looks at me and says: So, what's it going to be?
10 years later, I don't recall who that was.
11/22/21
11/19/21
11/16/21
11/15/21
My Familiar
When the crows lifts a wing I can hear the distinct rustling of each feather. There's a whisk, brush, crispness to the sound, oddly weighted even though the crow is perhaps 15 ounces.
I had gathered acorns yesterday and placed them on the mantle as a gift.
This morning he scattered them, seemingly oblivious, doing one of his double hops.
A few moments ago he smartly snapped his wing for attention.
Yes, I asked.
Say, he said, I've an idea, let's go bowling today.
I can't. Bellie is going to the groomer and I'll be working.
His wings droop with hurt.
I flick one of the acorns beneath his feet as he hops and he laughs merrily.
Do it again, he shouts, Again! Again!
I roll another acorn towards his feet.
This is how we bowl.
I had gathered acorns yesterday and placed them on the mantle as a gift.
This morning he scattered them, seemingly oblivious, doing one of his double hops.
A few moments ago he smartly snapped his wing for attention.
Yes, I asked.
Say, he said, I've an idea, let's go bowling today.
I can't. Bellie is going to the groomer and I'll be working.
His wings droop with hurt.
I flick one of the acorns beneath his feet as he hops and he laughs merrily.
Do it again, he shouts, Again! Again!
I roll another acorn towards his feet.
This is how we bowl.
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