While digging around (some might call it research, but that sounds boring), I found a new history hottie, and while he can't compete with Mr. Ulysses, he's damn dapper:
If you're thinking to yourself....where in the hell is that hill? It's Art Hill, y'all. Just, you know, topped with some big 'ol World's Fair buildings that were made mostly of plaster-of-paris . Our beloved art museum is hiding out behind there, I promise!
The Renegades are busy getting a brand-spankin' new version of their Forest Park tour together...rest assured...it will be as irreverent and not-lame as before, but now with even more irreverency (my word...kiss it grammer police) and non-lameness. You should probably book it now, before everyone else does, this one is gonna be amaze-balls.