Why we love joggers...

We decided to meet up today at First Watch downtown where the food is always fantastic, save for the extra dish on every plate that has pico de galo and fruit for some reason.......(if you remove the middle plate, you will see that First Watch uses the filler to skimp on the fried potatoes).
We were going to go to Newport to see a movie, but the weather was just too nice to sit inside a dark theatre when we could drive around downtown and take in some sites. We did the typical drive through Over the Rhine looking for more fresh graffiti and laughing per usual at the well placed billboards that say "no credit checks" and "safety first" right on hooker row. The working girls were out in full force today- we didn't see any transactions, but we did see something that inspired us to be a little creative.
We saw a random jogger that not only pounded the pavement and beat his chest at the same time, but he was dressed exactly like Rocky during the workout for the big boxing match. Down to the rolled up sweatpants and toboggan, the outfit was crisp.
We giggled as we watched him run by and we realized that we had "Eye of the Tiger" on my ipod. We pulled beside the jogger and at the right moment, we blasted the song as loud as possible. We followed behind slowly, giving our dude a personalized workout soundtrack. He actually laughed very hard and completely appreciated it.
Look for us at the flying pig. We'll be the ones with a boom box and megaphone screaming "risin' up.......".

Random Sunday fact

Joseph Baermann Strauss was born in Cincinnati in 1870 and became one of the most famous engineers in the country. After graduating from the University of Cincinnati, he became an engineer; in fact he became the Chief Engineer on the Golden Gate Bridge project in San Francisco. He left Cincinnati for California and after the Golden Gate Bridge was completed, he lived and consequently died in Los Angeles a year later. However, he made sure to show his Cincinnati pride by placing a brick from the demolished McMicken Hall at the University of Cincinnati in the south anchorage before the concrete was poured on the Golden Gate Bridge. It's crazy to think that a national landmark thousands of miles away has a piece of Cincinnati history lying within it's foundation.

Gone, but not forgotten

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0wBRVjTOf_g

Open House

We were lucky enough to be driving around town this weekend, with no clear direction, when we saw that there was an open house at Parker Flats on Fourth Street. As cold as it was outside, we were happy to find parking so close to the front door and go in to check the place out. I have to say that even though the condos are sort of on the small-ish side, each unit is filled with sunlight on the main floor with windows everywhere. It's great to see new construction that is not only beautiful, but so well designed. The realtor explained that there was an attention to detail on behalf of the builders, to make sure that every square foot served a purpose. The closets were refreshingly huge.

In the one staged unit we saw, I was blown away by the view........of the I-75 on-ramp. Normally, I wouldn't want to pay a mortgage on a view of the highway, but since an aspiring street artist had delicately spray painted the ramp with the words "mike=gay" in bright letters....it would be worth the escrow. I would love to wake up every morning and look out that window, wondering if Mike's ex boyfriend was trying to out him or if his ex girlfriend was trying to embarrass him. Either which way, if you see Mike, tell him someones thinking about him and that he apparently equals gay.

Treasure Hunt Sunday

We are two girls who love to drive around Cincinnati on random Sundays and look for things that we have never seen before. A gargoyle on a bootleg house, a building made of nothing but old black rocks, plaques that tell some story about a park no one knew about. There really is so much to see; you can go down the same street a million times and never notice something amazing that has been part of the landscape for years. Or, you can drive by a house that is so gutty, that even the toy trucks in the yard are on cinder blocks. (we've seen it, I swear). Every once in while we stumble across something so unique, beautiful, terrifying or shocking that we look at each other and just say wtf is that???

Cincinnati is more unique than an abandoned subway, weird signs growing out of trees and the walking tin man on I-75. Although, we love those things too. We are on a hunt to see something we haven't already stumbled upon and we will update our findings here. If you have something that you think is the city's best kept secret or something that you think no one has ever seen or heard of, let us know. We want in. We want to see all of it, creepy, pretty, gutty, whatever. We love it. It makes Cincinnati, Cincinnati.