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| Monday, September 1st, 2008 | | 1:04 pm |
Well isn't that hilarious It seems that Republican Vice Presidential candidate Sarah Palin's seventeen year-old daughter is pregnant. Don't worry, though! The Palins are very proud of their daughter's decision to keep her baby and she'll marry the father of her child soon. I guess it's nice to see Christians sticking to their principles of "forgiving sinners" and supporting family members who do dumb things, but good lord, Sarah, do you look like a shitty mother. Sure, it's great that you'll offer her support while she learns that parenthood is serious business, but it seems to me it's a little late to be offering support or teaching the importance of self-respect. Maybe some lessons in birth control could have helped your daughter out. Now you'll just have to hope that her baby daddy isn't an embarrassment to your family or career. I wonder if John McCain thought Palin would be a good choice because her handling of the situation would help her appeal to the people. One hopes most people aren't impressed. | | Wednesday, August 27th, 2008 | | 11:41 am |
My first rainy day A lot has happened in the week since I last posted. Sitting in my apartment early last week became boring to the point that two days of TA orientation left me feeling overstimulated. I learned a lot of interesting things and feel better about my chances when labs start up next week. I wish I knew which days I was TAing, though, so that I can pick office hours and generally set a routine for household chores.
My aunt had a seizure last week and was diagnosed with a cerebral aneurism, for which she had surgery. Being three hours away, I drove down over the weekend to surprise her in the hospital. She is doing well. She certainly was surprised to see me. When I first walked in she called me by my cousin's name, which was a little disconcerting. After talking with her I was assured that she was all there, if a little disoriented. I stayed with the other aunt, whom I'm convinced needs someone to baby. After the hospital visit, we stopped at a grocery store to pick up some things, and my aunt and uncle said, what do you want? I told them it was totally unnecessary and they pulled out the old poor-college-student excuse. I came home with cereal, oatmeal, two boxes of tea, cooking spray, and basil. My aunt offered to gas up my car but I told her it was my responsibility to pay for gas and all. My uncle gave me $20 on my way out for gas. I should go down more often.
Classes started yesterday. I don't feel overwhelmed yet, but I haven't slept too well the last couple of nights. Hopefully the stress will subside as I go more regularly. I knew when I took my apartment that by walking to class I was agreeing to walk in the rain, cold, and dark. Today was the first rainy day. It was messy, but I guess I survived. | | Wednesday, August 20th, 2008 | | 7:49 am |
An overdue Olympic observation Jake Arrieta is kinda hot. I wonder if he wears his socks high. | | Tuesday, August 19th, 2008 | | 12:16 am |
I get so nervous A couple of hours ago I started to notice a smell in my apartment. I have gas heat and a gas stove, but the smell isn't real a rotten egg smell. It's almost like a "someone's cooking on their grill" smell. I've never had gas appliances before, though, so I'm freaking out. I can't smell it outside, really, and when I went upstairs to other apartments I could smell it faintly. None of the lights appeared to be on in the upstairs apartments, though. If I knew it was just someone cooking, I'd be more relaxed. I cooked for the first time tonight and didn't have problems. After I smelled the smell, I did the stupid thing and turned on the same burner. It turned on and off without incident. I'm upset because it's so late and I don't want to call the city with an emergency and have someone come out here only to discover that there is no gas smell.
This morning I found a cricket in my bathtub. This evening I found a cricket and water beetle(?) in my closet. The exterminator was supposed to come today, but I'm not sure he ever did. I was out for a short while, but all apartments in the complex are supposed to be checked, and I'm pretty sure I wasn't gone long enough for every apartment to be checked and the exterminator to leave. | | Sunday, August 17th, 2008 | | 9:37 pm |
The golden rule of furniture assembly: if it won't go in, don't force it Hey, all. I had a busy, stressful, but ultimately productive weekend. I now have all my stuff, including a new bed and a kitchen-safe bug spray. After tentatively identifying the species of cricket that invited itself in, I've been leaving the kitchen and foyer lights on all night and spraying the baseboards in my kitchen every evening to deter unwelcome guests. I saw a tiny cricket yesterday morning and a spider tonight, but nothing I can't handle. The spider was resistant to the bug spray, so I got my vacuum cleaner out and sucked it up.
Speaking of, my parents went to Bed, Bath and Beyond yesterday before stopping over to price vacuums. My mom was describing to me one they saw for $60. It had a lot of nice features, she said, but it was ugly. Then she said, it's probably the color of your purse. Mom! I love my purse, and she knows it. Anyway, we picked up the vacuum, which is a fun, sparkly avacado green. I vacuumed my bedroom floor this morning and could not believe how much dust I picked up. No way the previous tenant bothered to vacuum the floor before leaving, much less had it professionally shampooed as the handbook requires. I strongly suspect the previous tenant was male.
My bedroom is shaping up nicely. I've managed to fit a lot into it without it feeling crowded. The living room is still a mess, as I've got to find ways to store a lot of things, especially kitchen things, that I don't have storage space for. I've decided that I need a bookcase and a cabinet for my kitchen ASAP. I bought a lamp for my living room, but I might move it into my bedroom eventually and get a brighter lamp for the living room. The bathroom weirds me out. The tub is in dire need of refinishing, to the point where I've debated wearing shower shoes in there. That's rediculous. I shouldn't need to cover my feet in a tub that I'm the only one using.
I explored more of the campus and city with my parents this weekend. I learned that there's a free trolley that runs between UVA and the Downtown Mall. Also, once I have a student ID, I can ride any city bus for free. Pretty nice, given that parking is at a premium in some places. | | Friday, August 15th, 2008 | | 1:06 am |
Like I should be so lucky After trying to enjoy an overdue shower (bad water pressure, icky tub), I emerged to discover three crickets in my kitchen, to go with the one I trapped under a plastic cup. The jumpiness makes crickets hard to catch, so I decided to leave them be. Well, here I was, sitting in my bedroom perusing the Interet for cricket repellent ideas when I look over my shoulder and see one on the floor beside me. That was probably a half hour ago, and we are still locked in our battle of wits. I will not sleep until I've gotten this cricket trapped under something. And even then, I might not sleep. | | Thursday, August 14th, 2008 | | 10:33 pm |
One thing I don't get about the Olympics I'm taking more interest in the Olympics now that baseball and softball have started up (not to mention I have loads of time), and I'm wondering, could they have constructed an actual in-game box score instead of just giving the lineups and filling in the rest after the game? NBC is offering live footage and play-by-play updates, but they can't manage a standard formatted box score that's actually readable? Anyway...
I slept surprisingly well on the floor last night. I've only seen the bugs in my kitchen, so I didn't feel anxious about them bothering me. I was afraid I'd see a horde of them when I got up, but I only saw a spider. I did see one cricket-bug this evening, so I guess they are only going to come around at night. There's a kind of hole where a tube enters my kitchen, and I think they are coming in through there. I'm wondering if the landlord would disapprove of me trying to stop up the hole, or if it's necessary to let the piping "breathe", as it were. I'm sure a determined bug could get in, but I'd feel better about having done something, at least.
I did a fair amount of unpacking today. I can't unpack kitchen stuff because I want to wipe down the cabinets before putting anything in them, and I can't do that because I don't have anything to stand on. Also, I'm just slightly paranoid about being in my kitchen right now. I don't want to have to worry that one little crumb will invite visitors, but I also don't want to not cook for a year because I'm afraid of bugs.
I went to Kroger to get some groceries. For the first time in my life, I got myself a shopping cart and pushed it around like an adult. I always disliked shopping carts because they stand for responsibility and everything about growing up that scares me. I couldn't believe what some of the products that my parents regularly bought for us cost. I know that for some things, I won't be buying a replacement for a couple of months, but still, until I have a paycheck I'll pinch every penny I have. But in the spirit of not being a working adult, I ate out lunch and dinner yesterday, and lunch today. I found a bagel shop and had an egg salad sandwich with avacado on a whole wheat bagel. It was delicious. | | Wednesday, August 13th, 2008 | | 9:26 pm |
This is going to be a nightmare I just went to my kitchen to retrieve my water bottle and saw not one, but three cricket-like insects, one of which is huge. I have a ground-level apartment, and I'm sleeping on the floor the next two nights. My apartment should be inspected for bugs this coming Monday. There is no way I can make it. | | 8:51 pm |
I moved in at 2 PM, and all I've unpacked is toilet paper and a light bulb for my lamp And my laptop, obviously. I had an embarrassing moment earlier when I find the ethernet port and mistook a cable port to be it. The cable port is round and there's nothing on my laptop to match it, so I thought I didn't have an Internet connection. Which is ridiculous, really, because Interet service is included in my rent. As you can see, I did eventually locate the proper port and am thus able to write to you all.
As I said to my mom upon entering the apartment, I was mildly horrified by what I found. There's a spider in one corner, another which was in the kitchen, and a leaf-like substance on the carpet which was supposedly cleaned last week. The leases last 51 weeks, with the extra week being used to clean each apartment thoroughly before the next tenant moves in. I realize I have high standards for cleanliness, but I honestly thought they could do better for the entire week they have. The feeling has worn off a little, and I suspect that as I start making the space my own it will look less motel-ish and more homey. I am a little concerned because most of the furniture I'm bringing I had hoped to put in my bedroom, but given its layout, I'm not sure if the room will be overcrowded.
The water tastes a teensy bit odd. Not undrinkable, but kinda concerning. I think I'll be buying a Brita filter in the near future. It's exhilarating to have a fridge that I don't have to share. Too bad I was lazy and didn't go to Kroger to get groceries. I did go to Qdoba, though. I prefer Chipotle, but I can walk to the Qdoba. It's silly because they basically serve the exact same thing and I'd order identical food from each restaurant. | | Sunday, August 3rd, 2008 | | 12:31 pm |
One thing that bothers me about the Manny Ramirez trade I'm not going to pull up dozens of articles that detail Manny's "erratic" and "selfish" behavior or speculate into why he might have wanted to stay in Boston. The one thing I've been wondering about the situation is whether Manny, at any point in his career, had a psychiatric evaluation. Recall a few weeks ago that he pushed a 62-year old employee to the ground over a dispute on complimentary tickets. Wasn't there anyone in the Red Sox front office who said, hey, maybe something's wrong here? I don't mean just Manny being petulant, but really being sick. For as much money as they've invested in him, why would they continue to let his disruptive behavior go unexamined. Wouldn't they want to rule out mental disorders for which treatment could help before dumping his issues on someone else for less? In other news, Hayden Penn may be really star-crossed. His name came up as a possible starter for the Tuesday game, but his start at Norfolk last night went badly: the first batter of the game cut open his leg with a broken bat shard. He made the play, but faced six more batters without getting out of the first inning. He sounded remarkably calm about the whole thing in the paper. I guess it wouldn't be the worst thing if he didn't make the start. I'm all for him coming in and performing well, but he hasn't really shown that he can consistently pitch well. He should do that first before trying his hand in Baltimore. My parents are trying to reattach a shutter which fell off an upper window this morning. I bet the neighbors think this looks hilarious. | | Thursday, July 31st, 2008 | | 10:15 pm |
A relaxing weekend I had a wonderful time with my family last weekend. Very relaxing, and exactly what I needed. We stayed at my one aunt's house, and the other aunt stayed as well so as to save the cost of gas she would have needed to travel back and forth. (It's probably just as well that she stayed, as she had a lot to drink.) My aunt hosts a weekly "Driveway Friday," which is essentially the neighbors and friends coming over on Fridays to sit around and drink and eat and talk. It was very laidback and the total antithesis of a visit with my grandmother. I went around barefoot, for goodness sake. I wouldn't walk barefoot in my own dorm room. Saturday morning was a teensy bit awkward when my aunt asked me who I was going to vote for. I think she was surprised to learn that I was a registered Democrat (she herself is a Republican), but she was fairly nonconfrontational is expressing her dislike of Obama. Politics make me uncomfortable. I feel like a bad citizen because I just can't bring myself to do the intense research into issues that everyone should probably do before they vote. I guess I feel like the deeper I dig into each candidate's record, the less I will like each candidate. How can I muster any excitement for a candidate if I am bound to be disappointed by the policies he or she will enact? Anyway, Saturday afternoon, I put on a bathing suit for the first time in nearly four years and got into the aunt's pool. I packed the suit without even trying it on, so I'm glad it fit. I've never been happy with how the suit looked, but it was just family, so I didn't feel awkward about the suit. I think it's a little teen-ish, but I'm loathe to spend money on a nice suit that I'll realistically wear once every two years. Dunno. My favorite cousin (visiting!aunt's son) came over. I wish I had spent more time talking with him that day. Visiting!aunt was in charge of dinner, which had many vegetarian options, including excellent grilled zucchini. We finished it off with a birthday cake for my mom (whose birthday is actually today). I proposed going to the Tides game on Sunday, to which hostess!aunt immediately said, "I'll go with you!" I have awesome aunts. Sunday morning brought overcast skies and a feature article on Hayden Penn in the local paper. Turns out, the Tides had been rained out on Thursday and everyone was pushed back a start. I dithered about going because the forecast called for scattered, but severe, storms, but hostess!aunt said let's do it, so she, my mom, and I went. They played the Columbus Clippers, which, unknown to me, are the Nationals affiliate. No wonder so many player names sounded familiar. Of course my mom flipped through my program a bit and commented on how every other player on the Tides roster played shortstop for the O's at some point. The program has a drawing the Tides park and the Oriole Bird on it! It's so cute! The game was close throughout, and the Tides won on a walkoff single from Chris Heintz to score Oscar Salazar. Mike Costanzo is good looking, but he struck out three times (I think). That isn't good. Tides fans are the coolest. I don't think I've ever seen such passionate fans. Yankees fans are loud, but the Tides fans, I don't know, they just connect to their team even though it's not that good. They used to be the Mets affiliate, and David Wright, who graduated from the same school as my cousins, played there. Hostess!aunt says there are David Wright sightings in the offseason. I was a little bummed to not see Hayden pitch, but we had a great time at the game. Was surprised to come back and find that visiting!aunt went out and bought a newspaper so I could have a hard copy of the Penn article, complete with much better picture. Eventually Monday came. We got caught on the bridge when traffic was held up over a disabled vehicle (not sure why both lanes were shut down, but it's Virginia). Fortunately there was a nice breeze on the water. Came home and realized that I was moving in two weeks. I wouldn't say panic set in but I became very cogizant of the fact that I am totally unprepared, and have spent the last week trying to get all my forms and purchases in order. Today I had my sister's car to go to a doctor's appointment and wound up doing a ton of errands, including ordering a mattress to pick up in Charlottesville. I called the dealer about my car, and he seemed optimistic that it'll be ready tomorrow afternoon. My dad commented today that it'll look nice and clean as they'll have totally redone the finish to make the new parts match. At $500, it'll be the most expensive car wash I will ever pay for. | | Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008 | | 6:45 pm |
Nothing like a minor crisis to spur on one's productivity I like to think that I'm a fairly neat and orderly person, but coming home every summer has inevitably sloppied-up my room. I have no way to store things I don't have room for, so I've taken to dumping them on my floor or just pushing them aside, knowing that I'll either take it back to school where it will have a proper place, or leaving it behind where I won't have to deal with it for another three months. At the beginning of the summer, my wise mother told me that I needed to deal with the mess in my room. After all, I would have plenty of time. And once I moved to C-ville, I wouldn't be coming home for nearly as long breaks, and wouldn't want to deal with it later. It is my stuff, after all. It would be wrong to expect my parents to deal with all of it.
For most of the summer, I've been lazy about cleaning. I keep saying that I need large stretches of time to make progress, but have largely refused to devote large stretches of time to my room. I look around and feel overwhelmed. I have no idea where to start, and am not sure where to put anything that I want to get rid of. I have worked on it some. I'm finding that doing it in small chunks of time has worked fairly well. Last night I went through my pile of envelopes and receipts to put everything in order and respond to UVA stuff. Thank goodness I did, as otherwise my direct deposit slip would likely have been late.
After I take in my car tomorrow, I will likely be without it until at least next Friday. The insurance will cover a rental, but it's silly to get one when the bulk of my driving would be to the grocery store or to do other non-critical errands around town. I'm hoping that I can put this time to good use and get everything I've been putting off done.
I can't say I'm not looking for a timeout, though. We're going to Virginia this weekend to see my mom's family. I'm anticipating an easy-going, relaxing time, which sounds just great to me. I pitched the idea of going to a Tides game on Sunday, and my mom immediately asked if Hayden Penn was pitching. He is. My mom told me sorry, but he's not coming back to the majors. Don't crush my dreams, mom. Then I told her that if he's not coming back, that's all the more reason to see him in Norfolk. He went 7.0 innings in his last start. 8 H, 2 ER, 4 R, 104 pitches, 1 HR, I can't remember K's and BB's. He's doing better, I guess. | | Wednesday, July 16th, 2008 | | 11:35 pm |
The day after the All-Star game is one of the most boring days of the year I got told off by my sister for not wearing a bra this evening. I was just running out to the grocery store, so I pulled some clothes on, didn't bother with make-up and went. And she's like, your clothes are tailored to your body, so going braless just clashes with your clothes. It's funny how I can be lazy over things like this, sometimes.
Re: the All-Star game If anyone feels worse than Dan Uggla, it has to be Brad Lidge. Especially if the Phillies miraculously make the World Series.
I was so worried George Sherrill would blow the game in the 12th but homeboy did me proud. I just hope he isn't going to start the 2nd half worn out, though he might be someone else's to worry about in a few weeks. | | Thursday, July 10th, 2008 | | 11:38 pm |
I hate the Blue Jays Maybe I'm just misdirecting my frustration here, but come on, the Jays' offense is basically David Eckstein bunting and Matt Stairs hitting pop-ups. JP Ricciardi put this team together! Of course it sucks! The Orioles are now two games below .500 and have lost five straight. George Sherrill should have been traded right after his t-shirt night. Come on Andy, this team isn't going to finish .500 anyway. Blow it up.
The O's may very well go on to lose eight straight, being swept by the Red Sox in their last series before the All-Star break, but I won't be here to witness it. That's right, I'm headed to New Jersey to spend quality time with my grandmother. In order to accommodate my sister's work schedule, we're leaving tomorrow 4:30-5:00, and coming home late Sunday afternoon. My grandmother possibly thinks we are spending Sunday night with her, too, so I can only hope there isn't a major meltdown over it. Of course, I had to break the news because we were e-mailing about food. Since we are going to a minor league game on Saturday, my grandmother wrote that we could eat there. She then said she wanted to make spaghetti and meatballs the next night. Which we will not be there for. I hope she's open to making it for lunch, since I am fine with spaghetti and sauce for lunch.
I feel bad about my grandmother. In the coming year, I will be living 3-4 hours from home. When I do come home, the last thing I will want to do is drive another three hours to see her. I'll want to sit at home and relax (and grandma is not a person with which to relax). If she wanted to spend time with me that badly, it would be so much more convenient (and maybe even more fun) if she came to Charlottesville. There would actually be stuff to do. Granted, C-ville doesn't have a minor league team. I'll miss that about the Roanoke Valley. But coming to see me would mean taking at least two trains from New Jersey, and why spend her own time and money when she can try to guilt trip her granddaughters into spending theirs?! She does do a fair amount, but she's retired. She has no idea how much time I will be devoting to my studies in grad school, and there will be years where an overnight to NJ is just too much time to give up. I need that time, too.
I was on Google Maps the other day to determine how long it would take to get to the Vienna-Fairfax Metro stop from Charlottesville (over two hours, yuck!), when I saw I-81 on the left side of the map. I read all the names of towns and roads I passed everytime I drove to school and I could see those places in my head. There were times I thought the drive was boring because it seemed like the view never changed and times I really enjoyed it because it was so familiar. There's a town called Repaupo, and I always wondered what a town called Repaupo would look like. I wonder if people vacation in Staunton, if there's anything to see there besides Woodrow Wilson's birthplace. One of the Harrisonburg exits is for Port Republic Road, and as dumb as it sounds, I feel kinda cool for knowing this. Like I'm in on a western Virginia secret.
I'm kinda pissed that I won't be able to see Brian Burres pitch tomorrow, even though it's likely to be ugly. He and Garrett Olson have become twin, not-quite-rookie replacements for my Bedard fanaticism. They are like rookie Bedards, but with more hits and fewer strikeouts. And they wear high socks and more form-fitting pants. And they are not as fragile as Bedard, but are more prone to meltdowns. (Or so it seems. I can't remember Bedard melting down in his rookie season as drastically as Garrett Olson does.) | | Sunday, July 6th, 2008 | | 12:34 am |
Three odd things that happened in Washington, DC on Thursday I went down to DC last week to do a little sightseeing and catch up with a friend.
1) I was with a friend walking through Dupont Circle when we passed a person handing out fliers. My friend took one and I shook the woman off. As we walked away, I looked at the little card. It was advertising the life-changing experience that dianetics.org had to offer. Being a casual gossip reader, this filled me with much amusement. The DC Scientology headquarters is located in Dupont Circle, which is amusing because Dupont is a very gay-friendly neighborhood and Scientology doesn't exactly embrace homosexuality. It's also amusing because Tom Cruise is Scientology's top spokesperson and his career has been loaded with questions about his sexuality.
2) We were sitting in a coffee shop outside Metro Center, where I was trying to enjoy a suspicious tasting iced mocha, when a man approached the garbage bin outside the cafe and very determinedly started digging through it. We were surprised by this, especially as the man didn't appear to be financially desperate. He pulled a CVS bag out of the bin, and inside was a pair of black men's dress shoes. He calmly discarded the bag and carried the shoes away. I wonder what made the garbage bin a good hiding place. I guess if they watched it daily, they would know when it was emptied and not put things in it that they didn't want thrown away.
2a) The DC Macy's is across the street from the Metro Center stop. I am so glad I know this now.
3) On the train home, I notice a man in the row behind us drinking a beverage out of a brown paper bag. Given that open containers are illegal, I was surprised at the audacity of a businessperson on a commuter train to crack open a beer to celebrate the end of his workday. All I could see on the label was a red triangle. A visit to a liquor store confirmed that the man was drinking Bass Ale. The more you know...
The liquor store only had 12-12 oz. cans of Natty Boh, which I had been hoping to try this holiday weekend. I decided that was a bit too much, so I got some Stella Artois. It's better on tap, but still, a refreshing way to celebrate the occasion. | | Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008 | | 10:34 pm |
I watch too much TV MASN has begun showing an ad for Dos Equis XX. I kinda wish I had tried it in Mexico, but I wasn't sure how to pronounce the name and chickened out and ordered Corona.
MASN is also showing commercials for the All-Star Game. I wonder if different commercials are produced for distribution in different viewing regions, because both Brian Roberts and Nick Markakis are featured in the commercial. Brian Roberts, I understand. He's represented the O's several times and is maybe the most likely Oriole to make this year's team. Markakis has certainly had a good year, but there are so many good outfielders I'd be shocked if he squeezed onto the roster. His numbers are good, but they aren't quite All-Star caliber. Still, it's definitely cool to see him get some recognition for his play. | | Wednesday, June 25th, 2008 | | 11:55 pm |
It's late, but I may be snapping out of my useless streak I was informed that Facebook could resize my pictures, so I thought I'd upload a couple and see how it went. ( Mexico pic under here )I went to Boston Market this afternoon and got cornbread. It was delicious. | | Monday, June 23rd, 2008 | | 11:30 pm |
Know what I'm craving? Cornbread. I got some travel guides for Canada out of the library. I have no idea when I would possibly have the time or money to do this, but I think a trip through Nova Scotia would be really cool. I also got books for Maryland, because once I move down to Virginia it will be harder to do things up hear and I don't want to miss something I really should have done. And on top of all this, I'm still working on details of my next Mexico trip. I looked at some bus schedules online, and it seems that there's no direct bus from Puebla to Taxco. Maybe there is, but the cities are serviced from Mexico City by different companies. I'm wondering if I should stay in Puebla and do a day trip to Cholula, where there are ruins. I got a Mexican cook book out of the library, as well. I know it's far in the future, but if I want to eat vegetarian, I need to be far better informed about food choices the next time I go, especially since I will be in smaller cities.
I heard Felix Hernandez hit a grand slam off Johan Santana tonight, then got injured at home plate by a Carlos Beltran slide. Those poor Mariners fans. I hope they know that, as bad as it gets, there's always next season. The team will still be there, and hopefully better run. | | Sunday, June 22nd, 2008 | | 5:00 pm |
Thanks for the heads up, local media MASN is broadcasting the Tides game set to start in a few minutes, and apparently Hayden Penn is pitching. Ryan Bukvich was supposed to start, but got called up. I don't get why the press couldn't have mentioned that Hayden is finally coming off the DL.
The Tides are wearing red unis. No, I do not understand it. | | Friday, June 20th, 2008 | | 6:58 pm |
Oh those crazy comeback kids Went to the O's game last night. (What? I wanted a bobblehead.) It occurred to me after the first two innings had been played that Brian Burres just might have been a left-handed reincarnation of Steve Trachsel because the game was slow. Then Brian started pitching a little more efficiently and the Orioles scored some runs. Nick Markakis went 0-4 with a walk, but hey, it's hard to perform under the pressure of your own bobblehead night (especially when the doll comes with your tradmark stubble).
The crowd was really into the game. The box office was a lot more crowded than I thought it would be, but I guess that by 5:30 they'd have a good line anyway. Had it not been Nick Markakis bobblehead night, I'd have walked back to the Inner Harbor to eat after getting the ticket. I ended up buying a large container of Boardwalk Fried, eating a good number, but eventually trashing most of them and buying a mixed fruit cup instead. Of course if I had been more patient, I would have noticed other concession stands selling different fries in smaller contained for $0.50 cheaper. Oh well. From now on I'll leave enough time to get dinner elsewhere. |
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