Bev Brandt

As someone who stands for 8-ish hours a day, I can vouch. Being on your feet all day is not the same as being active.

Fish! In the River des Peres! And less algae than the reflecting pool! There’s another universe where the RdP is a feature of the St. Louis area with trails and green space along it. In this pic it looks almost like a country stream.

A store that has holiday decorations for all holidays all year. So people can still get that inflatable dragon for their yard on October 31st. Or a Christmas tree in June.

Box mac and cheese is great! I don’t eat it these days because I want to live a longer, healthier life. But if someday I’m in hospice, I’m gonna request the tiny noodles and the neon powder cheese and be happy at the end.

It’s a very long story told to me by a friend who was into hard drugs at the time and trying to pay with Susan B Anthony dollars, but I must quote an anonymous dope man: “Ain’t no bitch on no money.”

It always feels like all the wrong people die, but I think it’s because there are far more beloved people than there are bastards.

Flacos Tacos at Lindell and Vandeventer in the city of St. Louis. The fish tacos were incredible. Light batter, a white sauce that can’t be replicated, cabbage, lime wedges, and multiple freshly made salsas. I worked down the street and they were the reason for my pregnancy weight gain. No regrets.

“White Americans, what? Nothing better to do Why don't you kick yourself out? You're an immigrant too.” - The White Stripes

The replacement window industry is lying to you about everything: energy efficiency, sustainability, lifespan, repair and maintenance needs - all of it. They’re preying on your fear of “high energy bills” and even to a lesser extent, lead based paint

Aster season begins.

New work truck just dropped.

So I don’t think I posted it on here but a couple of weeks ago we rescued this tiny kitten from under a pile of plywood at our shop. His confidence has improved. This is a dog toy that he’s into because otherwise he does this to my arm. 😆

Please enjoy this glamour pic of my daughter’s gecko, Toad.

You know, just name your parent company Morgoth and be done with it.

Everyone keeps saying “rabbit, rabbit” for good luck and yeah here ya go.

This reminds me of the “Old Man” at a company where I was in a computer support position. The guy would get a phone call, someone would leave their email address in a voicemail, and he’d complain to me that he couldn’t just email them back without typing in their email address. Or something. 😂

Apex predator.

@torcho.bsky.social , I know we like to trash the postal service, but I just saw a package with UPS (*not* USPS) go to Kansas City and be “out for delivery.” Well, then it headed back to St. Louis because: Oopsie! Kind of wondering if it’ll toodle around Columbia or Jeff City on its way here.

The only king in St. Louis! #nokings

My son, having lived in Louisiana for a few years: “FEMA guy said what now?”

I have almost no reach, but maybe others can help spread the word.

University City fire department is a tornado relief donation center.

Without downloading any new pics, where are you mentally?

Back when I taught high school, I had a “translator” in most classes who would guide me on what the kids were saying and what it meant. CBS could use some of that…guidance. 😳

Me, over on another thread, complaining about people who practice demolition by neglect, raising my BP. Here’s my little building we saved from a similar fate. Lowering my BP…

We made our first tariff panic buy. The gloves are made in China and the cartridges for our respirators are made in Mexico. (It occurs to me that I don’t know where the respirators themselves are made.) Anyway. Not toys, but okay.

I remember once on Xitter (and other social media) I got in Big Trouble with a rehabber for posting derisively about their black-painted crap. Including, in that case, glazed brick. Here’s a whole article about this kind of crap. www.stlmag.com/news/red-doo...

No one. Not one person. Not anyone who considers themselves from St. Louis. No one says “Saint Louie.”

My hometown. Huh. I’m impressed.

Me, reading national security secrets because I’ve been accidentally added to a group chat.

On the bright side, low risk of flash flooding. Hashtag flood zone problems

Happy Shut the Fuck Up Friday to all who celebrate. A couple of nested threads:

Slava Ukraini

Dear manager: 1) I got drunk and said some things I didn’t mean. 2) I parked the car in the front yard. 3) Slept with my clothes on. 4) Came in through the window. 5) Set off the smoke alarm with a cigarette.

St. Louis area politics in one post. City dwelling son: This time the city roads are better than the county roads. Dad: There’s an election coming up.

Don’t doomscroll. Instead, take a look at Juniper Berry, my daughter’s new and very shy kitty, as he watches the snow. (The fact that he’s not hiding is A Very Big Deal.)

A quick resistance task: 1. Google Gulf of Mexico 2. “Gulf of America" is the top 3. Click on the three little dots to the right of it 4. Select "Send Feedback" 5. Click on "Gulf Of America" 6. Select "Inaccurate content" 7. Select "Incorrect" and type in "The correct name is “Gulf of Mexico"

Happy Turret Tuesday from my current job site. We are unafraid of bowed sashes!

Angry and frustrated right now? You can literally pay money to calm down a little. Donate to a local non profit. I just lowered my blood pressure a few points by giving to Operation Food Search. www.operationfoodsearch.org

The day job - a rebuilt sash. As I say in my bio, rebuilding St. Louis one window at a time.

Thank goodness for streaming services. m.imdb.com/title/tt2405...

Don’t give in without a fight.

Pass it on. Text your friends, family, and neighbors.

Bottled these up today. They’re really good.

Rabbit: lalala I'm out for a little hop in the snow... wait