OK. I can’t really figure out how to do justice to all the other stuff that I did in Memphis, but it was now long ago, and I’m about to leave St. Louis, so I’ll have to just mention a few gems.
Speaking of gyms, I got to check out the new facility that the people at Crossfit Memphis have just set up. It’s really awesome. I didn’t get to work out there. I do have a picture of me doing a pull-up, but I’m afraid I’m too lazy to upload and link to it. If you’re in Memphis, you should check them out. My buddy Apolloswabbie is who to contact if you want private coaching on how to get started in CrossFit and, say, build your own garage gym on the cheap (e.g., he made me buy a $5 basketball and fill it with 12 pounds of sand), but if you want to work out with other people, which makes you work harder, since you’re surrounded by people working hard, this gym is worth a look.
I got to go to a shooting range and shoot some guns. I mostly shot a 22 revolver and a 22 semi-automatic pistol. The semi-auto was really fun. My friend took the kids, so we didn’t get to break out any of the big guns. Maybe next time.
I was on Channel 3 Live at 9 talking about the joys of losing a job, a house and living in a van. And then, they showed a picture of Thor and asked if anyone was traveling with me. That’s right, folks, and his dog died. It was pretty fun, actually. I’d done a little cooking spot on a station in Knoxville (it seems not to be on their site anymore), but being interviewed was kind of interesting. For example, the host spent over 15 minutes with me on the phone to plan our 5-minute interview, essentially having the interesting parts of the conversation again. Sadly, they don’t seem to have any video posted. You’ll have to take my word.
After that spot, or something, a woman from the I Love Memphis Blog contacted me via Twitter and wanted me to come meet her so she could take a photo for her blog. She actually has a full time gig blogging about how great Memphis is, which I think is really cool. We talked for a while. She gave me some tips about St. Louis. She took a picture of me in front of Walden. (I really need to post a picture of the bike on the front.) As far as I can tell, she may love Memphis, but she doesn’t love me. That is, I don’t see the picture on the blog.
After the Memphis blogger, I headed on up the road to Port Girardeau, Missouri. It looked pretty cool. I had a steak, and no potatoes, at what seemed like a pretty cool bar, but it was early and pretty empty. I called a local RV park that wanted $30 for the night. I considered doing the Wal-Mart thing, but something made me think that no overnight parking was allowed there (it appears now that I may have been wrong). At some point I suppose I’ll start paying to park, but I somehow just couldn’t deal, so I got back in the car and pushed on another 2.5 hours to St. Louis, well, actually to Chesterfield.
I rolled up to Chesterfield at about 9:00 PM to see a friend from my high school band whom I hadn’t seen since she graduated in 1981.
I’ll tell you about St. Louis Real Soon Now, I promise.