This town does love its weird crap

(Note: Before you do anything else, go see the newest Office web video, Stanley. The rest of this crap can wait.)

An article in today's Post-Dispatch caught my attention: Washers Score for Warm Days.

It talks about the history and ever-growing popularity of Washers, or Indeho as we used to call it (as in "It's indeho! I seen it!"), the official sport of drunken hoosiers. It also mentions no less than seven upcoming tournaments or ongoing leagues in the St. Louis area.

This reminds me of a topic I'd planned to write about some time ago, that St. Louis will soon to the Horseshoe Hall of Fame. Championship-level horsehoe skills are a family gene that Marmoset and I apparently missed out on, but who doesn't love horsehoes? To quote the National Horsehoe Pitchers Association, "What better way to exercise than walking, bending and reaching?" Right on.

The guy on their logo seems a little thin around the middle to be a real Horseshoe player, but whatever...

If only they weren't putting it way out in Wentzville; it belongs closer to such great St. Louis institutions as the International Bowling Hall of Fame, the National Museum of Transportation, the National Museum of the Dog, and the late, lamented National Coin-Op Museum.

Yes, those are all real places in STL. I love this town.

(Note: The Dog Museum is a lot of fun, but only if you bring Buck Laughlin.)