(Ed. note: By now you may have heard that the zine version of TheCommonspace.org is no longer in regular publication; however, from time to time, we plan to share some of the kinds of stories we liked to publish there, here. This is our first installment in the new arrangement, from Texpatriate Blythe Terrell. Enjoy!)
This submission was removed 5/16/07 at the request of its author.
Just about any of his patients could've told you this, I'm sure, but we're pleased as punch to pass along the news that Dr. Ed Migneco (top dog at Hillside Animal Hospital) has been named the Hartz Veterinarian of the Year for 2007. Dr. Ed has a heart of gold and some magic doctor skills to match: we'll never forget him for providing above-and-beyond service for a too-far-gone pit bull named Kismet we rescued from a freezing death in Tower Grove Park many years ago. He's honored by Hartz in part for his extraordinary community service, including his longtime affiliation providing care for the pups of Stray Rescue.
In a P-D article describing the tentative pre-prep for a big to-do marking the 250th anniversary of the city's founding (that'll be in 2014, so don't cancel your weekend plans yet), the cheeky Mr. John Hoover, of the Mercantile Library, is quoted near the end as dreaming of city-county reunification as the ultimate way to celebrate our fair city's birth.
Is there a greeting card for that occasion?
Thomas Atanazio used a photo I took of the men's room at the old Galaxy on Washington Avenue
to compose the background of a scene in his creative, visually compelling short film "Live Love Work Play."
I think this is the first time I've been listed in the credits of a film. IMDb, here I come!
(*with no offense intended to the occupants thereof, I just find it funny how excited I get over minor St. Louis celebrities)
Just to prove it's not all wannabe hipster musicians up in here, I should duly report my flight home from LA last evening with KSDK's Randy Jackson aboard: he seemed engaged in animated conversation with a row-mate most of the 3.5-hour flight. And the man is remarkably tan, whether from a sojourn in sunny California or the fake bake we may never know.
I wasn't the only one wowed by proximity to what passes for fame, television presence: the NASCAR-hatted dude sitting near me kept threatening to "just walk up to 'im and say, 'What's in the news today, Randy Jackson, dude?'" Incisive commentary, that.
An amusing NYT piece about the D.C. gossip mill includes:
"Item: Representative William Lacy Clay, a Missouri Democrat, got his braces taken off."
Kids, this could be just the break you've been waiting for, if your life doesn't include enough detail work and drama:
Yup: in an entry on the City Museum employment page, we learn that the joint's "First Couple" needs someone who will, among other responsibilities, juggle their kids' and nanny's schedule, book travel, interact with maintenance and museum personnel, and (here's the kicker) take on "other projects generated by Bob and Giovanna." Yowza. ("Grab a pickax!" you can imagine Bob saying. "We're digging to China tonight!")
Maybe I have romantic notions about what this job would be like; we've always been big FOBs here...maybe it's much more quotidian than I think. But I sure hope the spot goes to someone I know well enough that I can get a glimmering of the inner workings.