{"id":805,"date":"2008-09-29T18:24:30","date_gmt":"2008-09-29T23:24:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/zachbardon.com\/tour\/?p=805"},"modified":"2023-03-20T22:48:18","modified_gmt":"2023-03-21T03:48:18","slug":"st-louis-mo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zachbardon.com\/tour\/2008\/09\/29\/st-louis-mo\/","title":{"rendered":"St. Louis, MO"},"content":{"rendered":"

St. Louis!<\/strong> Home of one of my alma mater<\/em>s! (I have several alma mater<\/em>s. It’s one of those confusing family situations. I also have a dura mater<\/em> and a pia mater<\/em>, but those are just in my head.) This particular mater<\/em> is of course Washington University, a very excellent school and the place where I studied architecture for a couple years before I decided that, in the words of the \ub9bc\uc815\ud788 song, music is my life.<\/p>\n

I still have a good number of friends from WU in St. Louis, despite not having lived there for about 8 years. The first of those friends that I was able to meet up with was May Yeh!<\/p>\n

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May is a super fun girl who manages somehow to be both hilarious and genuine, plus she has her own holiday. I was always jealous that I didn’t have a Zach Day. She’s also gotten married since last I saw her (8 years ago) to a happening fellow named Steve. They also have a cat, which they like to dress up like an owl. I already think owls are one of the funniest animals alive, but seeng a cat dressed up like one may have been even funnier.<\/p>\n

\"May<\/a> \"It's<\/a> \"What<\/a> \"Well,<\/a><\/p>\n

“Hahahaha!” laughs the mob of nearby teenagers, in an unusual fit of appropriate behavior.<\/p>\n

But I’m getting ahead of myself. I actually met May at my alma mater<\/em> and her presenta mater<\/em> (currenta mater<\/em>?), WU. There she showed me around the old place and I was in awe of all the changes that have happened to the school since I attended. Some things are exactly the same, for example some of the dorms looks exactly the same and I felt 19 again. But other things were completely different and I felt 40.<\/p>\n

For example, WU has added a TRAIN STATION to their campus!<\/p>\n

\"Tell<\/a><\/p>\n

Among other things. The library now looks like a Starbucks. There are now a billion places to eat on campus (as opposed to a mere 500 million when I was there), including places to get steak and haute cuisine<\/em>. Amazing.<\/p>\n

I spent a lovely evening eating a huge gyro with May and Steve, followed by playing with the owlcat. The next morning, I was off to rendezvous with Tim Dorsch, another happening peep I knew back in the day. We met disgustingly early for some bagels and good times catching up.<\/p>\n

\"Zach<\/a><\/p>\n

After a nap to catch up on the sleep I missed from meeting Tim, I was off to another happening peep’s place. This happening peep was a happening peep by the name of Carrie Jones.<\/p>\n

“How many times are you going to use the phrase ‘happening peep’ in this post?!” complains Attractive Girl. “Seriously.”<\/p>\n

Do you seriously want me to answer that question, because I can totally –<\/p>\n

“Never mind,” says Attractive Girl, “I’m going to go eat some \uac08\ube44\uc0b4 while you finish this up.”<\/p>\n

Dang, I love \uac08\ube44\uc0b4. I’m going to have to finish up fast so I can join you.<\/p>\n

Attractive Girl: (aside)<\/em> “Exactly!” (she winks)<\/em><\/p>\n

(exit Attractive Girl, stage left)<\/em><\/p>\n

So, Carrie Jones. She is a singer and pianist, in addition to being a happening peep. Here she is pianating:<\/p>\n

\"That's<\/a><\/p>\n

And here she is singificating:<\/p>\n

\""Singing"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Carrie had some great ideas for parts on several of the tunes I threw at her, in addition to having great times since she was hanging out with me. Haha!<\/p>\n

Then we went to Fitz’s, one of those St. Louis eateries that I had on my list of things I wanted to do. They bottle their own root beer and cream soda, and I used to always buy Fitz’s beverages using my meal plan when I was at WU. So we went there, and met up with Dave Costenaro!<\/p>\n

“Him again?!” asks a nearby scary clown.<\/p>\n

AAAHHH!! Geez, you scared me.<\/p>\n

Clown: (smiles creepily)<\/em><\/p>\n

*shudder*<\/em> Yes, him again. Dave now holds the record for Person I Have Met In The Most Cities Who I Was Not Also Dating. It is a prestigious title, and I hope someone makes him a trophy. Someone besides me, because it would have more meaning that way. Perhaps a nonprofit organization? Anyone?<\/p>\n

After that, Dave and I were off to a happening–<\/p>\n

“DON’T SAY IT!” says Attractive Girl, peeking around the corner with her mouth full of delicious rib meat.<\/p>\n

Whoa, hold on there AG. I was going to say “happening party.”<\/p>\n

“Oh. OK then.” She disappears back around the corner.<\/p>\n

This party was so happening. It was a house party, and the house was brimming with hap… cool persons! Highlights of the party:<\/p>\n