I love St. Louis. What a great town. The weather is perfect today. So, while Karen studied this morning, I went out to Queeny Park again for a glorious eight-mile run. Then off to the seminary for an intense session of book buying. Then up to the Hill for way, way too much authentic Italian food. And then to Ted Drewes for that irresistable frozen custard he calls "concrete." People ask me why I run. Days like today provide the perfect answer: so that I can eat like this and then settle into a long, wonderful evening of indolent reading on the back porch!