Monday, September 5, 2011

Big Boy Bike, September 2011: "Don't look at me ... watch where you're going!!" Edition

Well, we'd been thinking about getting Jefferson a big boy bike. He started big boy school. He's graduated from his big wheel. It was time. We did some research. He test drove a few. He woke up from his nap today and we surprised him with the Hot Wheels Speed Demon.









He had to know it was coming. Yesterday he picked out the Batman bike helmet and bell. Anyway, he was on this bike like a duck on a June bug.









We had to establish some rules. Rule #1: Open your eyes, ding dong.












He got the hang of it. Mom took this photo. This is top speed.












He hadn't figured out how the brakes work yet. He crashed into Mom.












Which was hilarious. Naturally.












What a sweet boy.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Cardinals Kids Crew Fiesta 2011: "Why are we in this line, Dad?" Edition

Every year Jefferson joins the Cardinals Kids Crew. They send a badge and when you go to a game, you flash it to pick up a bag of gear (bobblehead, toothbrush holder, backpack, fake beard, etc). Then, late in the season, the Cardinals hold a party for Kids Crew members. His badge was our invitation to the party.












The party started at 9:30 and we were handed a map marked with activities stationed throughout Busch Stadium. First stop ... Cardinals' dugout. This is Jefferson trying to trip down the steps.









Our butts are where real Cardinals' butts sit.









Pretending to spit (barf?).












The phone on the left is connected to the bullpen. The one on the right is connected to Albert Pujols' agent.









It was pretty awesome to stand where the players come out of the dugout.












It was also awesome to see a pile of sunflower seed hulls that had been spit out by millionaires (note: Jefferson kicked this pile after the photo was taken).









The party was pretty good. There were fun games.









We met real Cardinals. Eight players signed autographs. The lines for John Jay, David Freese and Jason Motte were prohibitively long. While we were hanging out in the dugout trying to find the groove that LaRussa walked into the floor, everyone else went immediately to the autograph lines. The line for Fernando Salas was long, but reasonable. We stood in it for about 20 minutes before Jefferson announced that he needed to pee. Then it wasn't as reasonable. Anyway ... Fernando Salas!









Mark Rzepczynski was a good sport. Jefferson weirded out on him. We noticed that, although he throws left, he autographs right.









The party ended with a Q&A with Tony LaRussa. A kid asked him why he never smiled. And with that, we had to go retrieve Mom.












One of the nice benefits of the Kids Crew is half price tickets to the game (v. Reds) that afternoon. The downside is that we had three hours to kill. So we spent that time looking for the Arch. It's around here somewhere.












Eventually we made it back to Busch Stadium.









This time we brought the lovely Mom.












First pitch. Garcia had a rough couple of innings, but straightened it out and got his first win in 7 starts.









Well. There he is ... I don't want to talk about it.









Baseball games are fun, but...












... not nearly as fun as a filthy, bedbug-ridden rollaway hotel bed. Seriously. Jefferson's favorite place in the world is a hotel. I'm not sure I've ever seen him this happy.






Thursday, July 21, 2011

U2360, July 17, 2011: "They ripped up the sod..." Edition

Two years ago, U2 announced dates for the U2360 tour. The closest city in the itinerary was Chicago and that was out. I'd seen U2 twice before, once on the Elevation Tour and again on the Vertigo Tour. The Elevation show in KC was hands down the best concert I've ever seen or expect to see. In the wake of September 11, the show was orchestrated from beginning to end to heal, inspire and uplift. It worked. The Vertigo show was in 2005, in the midst of global and domestic problems and the show reflected that with lots political statements that felt like overreaching. Kanye West as opening act didn't help. It was kind of a let down. Still, it was a bummer that U2 would avoid Missouri completely for this tour.

Then Bono broke his back and they canceled a chunk of the tour. When the dates were rescheduled, St. Louis appeared in its typical spot as one of the final stops on the tour. Early in the tour, they were playing loads of songs from the "new" (in 2009) album. By the time they got to us, it was a greatest hits set. It helps that U2 generally visit Missouri toward the end of a tour, a point at which the entire enterprise is a machine. One major difference between this show and previous two is that this would be outside, on the sacred, hallowed grounds of Busch Stadium. Here's what the spaceship/claw looked like from the street.









The Arch, the Old Courthouse, and the 100 or so trucks required to transport the claw from town to town. Capitalists will marvel. Environmentalists will look away.









Here's what it looked like from our seats. It's a helluva thing. All the lighting and sound equipment are suspended from that thing. By the time U2 hit the stage, there were guys with cameras and spotlights hanging in the legs.









We bought these tickets in November. This is me realizing that the show was finally here.









This is Breanna realizing the same thing.









One of the more heartbreaking facets of the show is evident here. The Cardinals' playing surface ... gone.









The support band was Interpol, a band I genuinely like. But they're dark and mysterious, probably better suited for the dank environs of some seedy nightclub. The performance was good, but the sound was terrible. Plus, it was weird to see them in broad daylight. At least they played Obstacle 1.









After Interpol, U2 provided information. Like the time in various parts of the world. Also, this is the time at which the gigapixel fan cam was apparently filming the stadium. If you know where Big Mac Land is, we're in the section immediately to the left, near the middle, second row from the top. Zoom in. We're there.









Apparently there are 3 claws but only one screen. So they can set up the claw in one city, play a show under a claw in a second city, and be tearing down a claw in the third. Anyway, for 45 minutes, this is what we watched.









I'm not sure what the final attendance was, but this was the last report on the screen. Busch holds almost 44000 for a Cardinals game.









U2 finally emerged at about 9:12.









A lot of people have told me that they don't like U2. I guess I can understand that. They're over the top and tend toward bombast. Bono proselytizes incessantly and is a bit of a hypocrite. But here's the simple truth: they're the best band in the world. Still. How do you make a connection between 53000 people scattered throughout a baseball stadium? Like this.









Achtung Baby was released during my senior year of high school. That was 20 years ago and that math makes me old. U2 opened the show with 4 songs from Achtung Baby. Having seen them in enclosed arenas, I worried about the sound. The sound was incredible.









I took this photo for 2 reasons. One, I wanted to get a good shot of the screen. That thing was amazing. Second, I don't think I've ever seen Bono's arms. It was 92 degrees at showtime and Bono hit the stage in a t-shirt. It was just weird.









The screen could be raised, lowered and stretched. During Zooropa, they lowered it completely to the stage and the band played inside it. Honestly, I'm not sure if they were playing in it or not. You couldn't really see them in there.









Bono mentioned that 30 years ago, U2 played their first STL show at a Washington University chapel. He pulled the setlist out of his pocket and read it, noting that they opened and closed with the same 3 songs.









Before it was over, U2 had played a good chunk of my favorite songs. As always, Streets was the highlight. It was a fantastic spectacle, but, all in all, still only the second best time I'd seen them. Well, close second.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Cape Comic Con 2011: "Believe it or not, I'm walking on air..." Edition

You might think that Cape Comic Con was the place to be this weekend and, for me, that would be true. For Jefferson, it was his best friend Landon's 5th birthday party. It was elaborate. Kids played carnival games, earned tickets and redeemed them for cool prizes. Seriously. When the dust settled, we recharged at Starbucks, but you could still see the evidence. Red and green striped hair... check.









Temporary tattoos ... check.












Pretending (?) to barf ... check.












The guests at Cape Comic Con were excellent. Billy Tucci is the creator of the beautiful Shi and a fantastic Sgt. Rock series. He's also a helluva nice guy.









He designed the amazing print for the Con this year and was generous enough to sign it and draw an original Captain America sketch (for free!).












The Con is a fantastic opportunity to commission original art from world class artists. I learned from Ethan Van Sciver last year to ask artists who they like to draw, since you might end up requesting something the artist hates. I asked Billy Tucci what he liked and the Flash was the third thing he mentioned (Wonder Woman was first). Anyway, here is the extraordinary Flash sketch he did for me.












Jeremy Haun also attended the Con this year.









A fellow native southwest Missourian (he's from Joplin and has devastating photos on his phone), he does an absolutely stunning Batman. Thus, I commissioned Batman. Jefferson commissioned Robin.









A few years ago, DC imprint Wildstorm produced a miniseries of Chuck, my favorite TV show. Jeremy did the art and was selling the original pages of his penciled art. I bought issue #2, page 14. Pretty cool, huh?









Believe it or not, that is William Katt, star of stage and screen. You might remember him as TV's The Greatest American Hero. Jefferson knows him as the voice of Hawkman on Batman: The Brave and the Bold. Either way, he's very sweet and has the seductive smile of a Hollywood guy. Although he didn't act like he was too cool for Comic Con, he so clearly was.