In Saint Louis, CWE stands for CENTRAL WEST END which is a historic part of the city where the elite (people and pets) meet to eat, shop and just people watch on sunny weekend days. Here is photographic mosaic I shot on Saturday when I was out with a couple of friends. You can click on the little images to view a larger version and read my commentary.
Our Saturday matinée movie was STAR TREK INTO DARKNESS.
Tourists always welcome in Saint Louis. And it’s a great place for a budget vacation.
#1 THE ORIGAMI CALENDAR CHALLENGE – THE NOTHING WEEKEND
#2 THE MENSA PUZZLE CALENDAR – THE SUNDAY HALF / MIKE’S COIN JAR
HELL’S BELL AND TANGERINES! Wouldn’t you know that they would throw another math problem at me during the middle of a spring allergy attack?
But, the answer is so simple, everyone should be able to figure it out. I did! Even though I sneezed three times while doing it.
#3 THE PAGE-A-DAY PUZZLE CALENDAR – PHONETIC WORDPLAY
I figured it out … so don’t peek at the answer below.
tniap and tnief
Just give me some strong tea or coffee with honey to sooth my itchy palate … and totally clogged head.
My head has been taken over with cottonwood fluff!
Caffeinated owl courtesy of Mike S.
And I don’t even care that the origami challenge usually seen in this spot has been usurped by a fluff/puff piece.
I’ll finish this right after I visit the owls, and maybe I should add some bourbon to the coffee or tea.
And the answers are: repeeksdnuorg – pirtsria – lawardhtiw
And I didn’t get any of them. Shame on me.
#3 THE PAGE-A-DAY PUZZLE CALENDAR – PHONETIC WORDPLAY
THANKFULLY, I WAS SAVING
THIS FOR SUNDAY!
AND WHAT DID I DO ON FRIDAY?
I went to a bi-monthly luncheon at the Pasta House with about 20 guys from my William Cullen McBride High School class. Yes, it was an all-boys school.
And they’re all old men now!
On occasion, after I’ve posted a photo to the Weekly Photo Challenge, I will occasionally supply a little background on the photo I’ve submitted or about the other photos I was considering submitting. Today I would like to submit the entire ESCAPE photo. You might want to click on it to see the larger size.
THE TOTAL PICTURE — GOOSE ON THE LOOSE!
Not to worry, what with my allergies and the threat of rain, I’ve got all day to figure this out.
While I was able to get a couple of words going down the ladder, and a couple of words going up the ladder … they never were matching words. And the sneezing and wheezing didn’t help one jot.
ANSWERS: Henry Matisse, Frida Kahlo, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
COMING UP!I guess 30 Days of Creativity is looming right around the corner on my many calendars. It runs from June 1 to June 30. Hopefully some of my origami calendar challenges will fit in with the 30 Days Calendar suggestions. You can check some of my daily creations from last year by checking the first category in the Categories List just to your right. If you think you’d like to partake in the creativity this year go to http://30daysofcreativity.com/ or check https://twitter.com/createstuff
Shades of my very first job … as a trainee in the advertising traffic department. I learned all about the production end of advertising long before I got behind a typewriter and the creative end. So I not only was able to fold the little booklet, I was also able to print the cover on the paper before I started folding.
Yes, the cover is actually in the middle of the printed sheet before you begin the folding process.
Personally, I don’t like advertisers who give their telephone number as a word of phrase. It is actually faster to dial a number than to dial a name or phrase. But I will take to time to spell out their phrase number after I have a couple of cups of coffee.
THE PHONE WORD WAS dnab guj BACKWARDS
I was able to get the perfect match even as I was typing this very line. And I didn’t make any mistakes in my typing. Did you know that when I went to high school, my typing teacher was the first person to teach typing in a Missouri school? Also in an all boys school. And the typewriter he always used was an antique L. C. Smith original. He was about 88, which was only a couple of years older than the typewriter.
THE PERFECT MATCH WAS 3 AND 6.
THE PHOTO/STORY CHALLENGE – Write a brief story and illustrate it with up to twelve related photographs.
Alas, the poor person who delivers your mail … stuck with a motto that isn’t even a motto of the US Postal Service. “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” It sounds great, but it was just a whim of an architect who needed an inscription to decorate the New York City post office building that he had designed. The quote was actually a variation of a comment written by the Greek historian, Herodotus of Halicarnassus to describe the Persian mounted mail couriers of 500 B.C. So, unless the person who delivers your mail is of Greek or Persian decent and riding a horse, the motto really doesn’t apply.
All things considered, being a mail delivery person is not a happy lot. They really don’t even have a job title these days. Back when I was a kid they were known as a Mailman in the US or the British variation Postman. That title really didn’t work when women began delivering mail, and so the title of Letter Carrier started being used.
Anyway, to get down to the PHOTO/STORY CHALLENGE at hand by introducing letter carrier Marvin Mailman makes a game of imagining what his postal patrons are like by the mailboxes they own.
SPECIAL DELIVERIES w/MARVIN MAILMAN
Mr. Hotrod is the eternal drive-in soda jerk who never really grew up. He also never tinkered or even owned a hot rod. He now leases an Acura Luxury Sedan with all the extra features.
Marty McFly has never eaten a fish that hasn’t come out of a can. He does like drowning worms.
Sigrid Agentmam is not to be messed with … her ultra secure mail depository even has a secret electronic pass code that is changed on a weekly basis.
Auntie Macassar still drapes all her plastic covered overstuffed furniture with little crocheted doilies to keep them from being soiled.
Mr. Mauler does not get mail deliveries, he has a dog that eats letter carriers for lunch.
Mr and Mrs Avian have a P.O. Box, their rustic mailbox is now the home of a family of Eurasian Tree Sparrows.
Mr. M. Bibber replaces his generic mailbox on a semi-weekly basis following his semi-weekly poker parties.
Mr. S. Bagel still has the same mailbox that his father put up 55-years ago. Either he’s a tightwad who never dusts his mailbox, or he is totally inept as a household handyman.
What’s your mail delivered to …
And then the dumb pigeon tried to fly away!
I managed to get 1, 2, and 3 in a half blink. Still working on 4.
SO, WHAT WAS ON MY TUESDAY TO DO LIST?
It should have been a note reminding me to stay in bed. But instead it was a note reminding me to go to the eye-guy for my annual check-up. Actually, my eye-guy is a very nice young lady who treats me so respectfully, you’d think I was a crotchety old man … which is a state I am fast approaching. Anyway to make matters worse, the minute I walked out the door I was bombarded with a blitzkrieg of assorted pollens, spoors, and allergens that turned me into an eye-watering, sneezing, wheezing fool. In other words by the time I got to the doctor’s office I was a puffy-eyed dolt with a runny nose. Which was really not the best impression you want to make when visiting anyone of the medical professions. Well, after an hour of eye-dilation, eye photography, flashing lights, looking up, down, side ways and doing eye rolls that would have out eye rolled Eddie Cantor … does anyone even remember Eddie Cantor much less his eye rolls … my doctor announced: “Your eyes are in great shape, and your prescription remains the same.” Which means I didn’t have to spend the income tax return money I had stashed aside to buy a new computer on new glasses. Ok, if my eyes were in such great shape, why did I walk out of the office wearing dark sunglasses like one of the three blind mice and had to grope my way across the street in the glaring 93 degree sunlight? Also, why is there never a boy scout around to guide you across the street when you need one?
Yes, you heard me right, the thermometer reached a high of 93F this afternoon. This was the highest temperature we’ve seen in the past eight months. But it won’t last long, the rains are returning sometime around sunset today.
Yep, a lawn filled with maple tree twirlers!