Scott and Joey Kanz go to St. Louis















The drive down to St. Louis was mostly uneventful. Neither of us had slept the night before, which made for some pretty interesting conversations. When we saw a rest stop labeled Funks Grove, we knew that we had to stop, even though we could have waited possibly another hour before we needed to pee. How could you not want to stop at a place called Funks Grove? Ow, we want the funk. Give up the funk Ow, we need the funk. We gotta have that funk.

I have no idea who Isaac Funk was (although they did have a plaque commemorating his contributions to the area) but I do know that there were statues of his wife and kids holding hands. So I pulled a Ferris Bueller and held hands with them. Confused? Obviously you don't watch as many movies as I do. Ferris, Cameron and Sloane hold hands with school children while at the Art Institute of Chicago. I guess you have to see the movie to understand why this is funny.






This stretch of the journey took us right along Historic Route 66, a road that I have traveled along very many times in my traveling career. We had stopped to get some gas, and took a brief timeout to take a couple of pictures of us standing alongside this big sign. By now it was 8:45 am, and we felt like we were almost there. In actuality, we weren't too far away, and the 1st round of driving on our day trip was nearing the end. Both of us were ecstatic to be finished with the driving part, because we both knew of the treasures that awaited us upon our arrival in the city of St. Louis.



Strange things are always afoot at the Circle K. Between asking an employee when the Mongols ruled China and talking to future versions of ourselves that dropped out of the sky in a phone booth with Rufus and a bunch of historical figures, weird things happen here. Once again, for those of you not in the know, those were references to the movie Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. Surprised you didn't know that.


























I had decided to go to St. Louis to see the Brewers play the Cardinals because I felt like it. You know that I had previously traveled to Chicago, Kansas City, and Minnesota in 2005 to see the Brewers on the road. The tricky part was finding someone who would be willing to go with me. That's when I turned to my good friend and beer pong partner Joey Kanz. We bought tickets for the 2nd to last game of the season, which was Saturday September 30. The original game time was set for 3:00 pm, but some late season drama moved the game to be nationally televised and have a start time of 12:30. The Cardinals had been struggling at the end of the season, and desperately needed to win and have Houston lose in order to clinch the National League Central division title. It is about a 5 hour drive to St. Louis, and originally we were going to leave Milwaukee at 8:00 am to get there by 1:00ish for the 3:00 game. Now that they changed the game start, we had to leave by 3:00 am to get there by 9:00 am so we had plenty of time to goof around before the game. We also had Beer Pong on Friday nights, meaning that we wouldn't be able to go to sleep until after midnight because we had to play our league match. Why am I telling you all of this? Because this story prefaces all of the events that happened on this day trip and lets you understand how we were feeling during the events pictured. Now that you have an understanding of how we were feeling, I can now tell you the story of Scott and Joey Kanz's adventure in St. Louis.