Old is new, again...

Coming to you live from St. Louis!


So much went on since my last post that I figure a quick update is warranted.


First, I got a job offer from this beautiful newspaper here in St. Louis. Yes, THAT St. Louis. The crime capital St. Louis. The "it's gonna get cold soon" St. Louis.


But I'm from Detroit. How much could one city put on me?


I figured my biggest obstacle would be wondering whether Charlie could make it -- and I could get up -- from the comfort of our sixth-floor loft and make it two blocks over to the closest park for her to do her business. If push comes to shove, I'mma start growing grass in the corner of my walk-in closet, which is about 6x10. I don't need all that!


We got up Sunday morning to tackle our first morning as loft-dwellers to find good weather and talkative neighbors. They all were pros at the regimen we were about to figure out. This HAS to be a cakewalk.


Then I spotted the glass on the ground behind my car...