2007 was the year that I started thinking to myself “I ought to twitter that” instead of “I ought to blog that”. On this trip to St. Louis, I would have noted several things, except we had no internet, so these are the untwittered things that I couldn’t send you.
This whole thing is inauthentic, because I didn’t note these things at the time – Twitter is nothing if not direct and automatic, so it feels fake to remember what happened on the trip and crack wise about it now. I haven’t cheated by pretending I knew the answers to the questions that came to me, but I’ll add notes at the end to let you know what I found.
Thursday, December 27th
- You are going to love the new highway font. Iowa has it. It’s like butter.
- The 40s on XM 4 played a song I’m sure Frank Black has covered (but I didn’t know). “The Big Hurt”.
- Wait, was Mark Twain born in Hannibal, MO? Because they should put up a sign about that. (Sorry, there are a zillion signs that say that.)
- My first Country Kitchen experience since childhood is… disappointing.
Friday, December 28th
- If this becomes the vacation of GarageBand and watching TV in iTunes, I’m fine with that.
- Questions I’d like answered at the St. Louis Arch museum: why a giant arch? How big is it? And can we touch it?
- Getting the metal detector treatment at the arch seems a little extreme. Are terrorists really thinking along these lines?
- I touched the arch, but we’re not going up there. Still no satisfactory answer to “why”.
- A revival-esque, harmonizing fudge vendor wouldn’t do well in Minnesota. Or maybe it would.
- We live two miles from Houlihan’s in Richfield, so going out for appetizers at a Houlihan’s in St. Louis is not very adventurous. Landry’s seafood looked too fancy for preschoolers, though.
Saturday, December 29th
- Christie’s family thinks I’m fall-down hilarious. I don’t need new matierial, I just need audiences that haven’t heard the old stuff yet.
- Watching the NE/NYG game with a Titans fan who wants everyone on every other team to die. Being twelve never really changes.
- The third-floor bedroom we’ve moved to has a few new wifi options – a “linksys” that sometimes works, and a “screwyoutheif” [sic] that never does.
- There won’t be any The Office on this trip – the one episode I brought with me is one Christie’s seen.
- Getting through two Flight of the Conchords and three Californications makes this an awesome vacation.
Sunday, December 30th
- I recommend the chili dog at Crown Candy. The chocolate malt back home at Uncle Franky’s remains the best ever, though.
- No, we don’t go into convenience stores in this part of St. Louis. We ask for a Diet Coke through the bullet-proof window.
- Not able to tell from the national coverage how the Vikings looked. They lost and were eliminated from the playoffs, but did they appear to care?
- Convenient, really, that the Titans game is on national TV, since everyone I’m staying with is from Nashville.
Monday, December 31st
- At the St. Louis Science Center, I’m starting to kind of understand DNA.
- All of this directions-transcribing is making me want not a GPS system, but an iPhone. (I wouldn’t have to beg for wifi anymore, either.)
- Who said “if god did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him”? I want to say a French philosopher, but it’s certainly not Ben Franklin (as CB’s dad says).
- We’re doing nothing for New Year’s. There are fireworks outside, though.
Tuesday, January 1st
- People – in this neighborhood – are FIRING FUCKING GUNS for the new year.
- In the hour before we leave, the usually weak wifi is strong. Wait, it’s broken again.
- Turns out that most stores and places we’d want to eat are open on 1/1. Good.
- When she says “two pies” and you think you heard “two fries”, it’s customary to both exchange the item and REFUND THE DIFFERENCE IN PRICE. Jeez.
- Twenty-five cent lotto in Iowa? Yes, please.
- Thermometer has dropped to 2 from 16 where we left.
- Your ancestors expand exponentially (2 in generation n-1, 4 in n-2, 8 in n-3)… but there weren’t that many people that many years ago. What’s the scientific answer to this?
Notes
- The Big Hurt was in fact covered by Frank Black and the Catholics. It drove me kind of crazy for the six days that I couldn’t further research that.
- Still not sure about the Vikings – I think we’ll know more this week about who’s hired and fired and targeted for free agency. I’ll repeat – this was never a playoff team.
- Christie’s dad was quoting Voltaire, not Benjamin Franklin.
- You have 8 ancestors 3 generations back, 32 5 generations back, and 1024 10 generations back. Christie and I discussed it on the way home, and you have 2^n only if the same one guy (or gal) isn’t represented twice somewhere. If that’s the case, then somebody had a kid with their cousin, and there’s probably no point getting worried about it now. That reduces the large math by a little – it’s probably not 2^10 (over 1 million) ten generations ago, but something like 700,000 or 800,000. Still, that’s too much to hold up if you go further – 10 more generations, and you’re at some percentage less than a billion people, and then 10 more (only 1000 years total) to a trillion, which there never were on the planet and there never could be. Does the overlap effect explain away all this?
The Arch was designed by Eero Saarinen who won a national competition to design a museum of westward expansion. There are dozens of submitted concept drawings that are archived in the Old Courthouse – most look very museum like and historical but the Arch was chosen because it represented the future as much as the past. It is one of the most beautiful monuments and pieces of art, changing color throughout the day as the light shifts and changes.
The Science Center is one of the top five in the US and currently features a major anatomy exhibit Body Worlds 3. There is a blog soliciting ideas for future exhibits at http://sciencecenter.wordpress.com.
To expand on the previous comment to directly answer your question: an arch for St. Louis, the “gateway city”. East coasters coming though the Midwest to get to California (or other western parts) often went through St. Louis.
The elevator in the arch is pretty fantastic; a very strange ride to go equal parts up and sideways.