Perspectives and cupcakes
Sep. 1st, 2005 12:48 amYou see, here's the thing. New Orleans is wrecked. I have never been to New Orleans, so I can't even really understand the magnitude of this. It makes me feel bad, but at the same time, aside from giving a few bucks to people who were collecting for hurricane relief before the Mariners game tonight, I'm not sure what I personally can do right now about it.
Life is like that. When I was 12, the idea of a flood destroying the inner workings of a metropolis was really just another way that Simcity was keeping me up all night.
In my world, I'm baking cupcakes to bring to the Loewens' house tomorrow, since I finally will get to see their newborn baby, and hang out with people. I went to the Mariners game tonight, where King Felix lost to King Ugly, 2-0, in front of a sellout crowd of 46,240. Ficus's email had me marked as spam, so I bought a ticket yesterday, not knowing he had a ticket I could use. Oops. On the other hand, I finally got to experience the Terrace Club, which has, count 'em, seven types of mustard you can put on your hot dog - honey mustard, sweet hot mustard, spicy brown mustard, cranberry mustard, dijon mustard, deli mustard, and yellow mustard. I am not making this up.
Unfortunately, DMZ seems to have decided that hanging out with the peons is no longer fun, so there was no pregame hangout at King Street, and thus I didn't run into anyone else from the blogosphere, except for Jon Wells, who was selling his "Seattle Battle" shirts with Felix and Randy Johnson on them. I also didn't hang out at the bullpen for a lot of the pregame, because it was crowded as fuck, and that was like, 45 minutes before game time. I *did* get a lot of great comments on my shirt though, stuff like "I'd vote for him!" or "Yeah! Felix! Pedro sucks!" The funniest was when I went by people wearing "Vote for Pedro" shirts -- usually they'd just kinda nod/smile, and then suddenly realize that heh, my shirt was a LITTLE different.
I had these annoying loud Oakland fans sitting behind me up in the Terrace Club, so I bailed on that seat during the 7th inning stretch and came down to sit with Megan and Josh and Ficus instead. That was fun. I had an "obstructed" seat in the front row of the terrace club. It was really good. I think the level is still overpriced, but I do think it's a cool place to be, maybe on those discount days.
It is so fucking cool to get a wedding invitation that starts, "____ and ____ invite you to join the celebration, and root root root for the home team, as their daughter ____ marries _____..."
Life is like that. When I was 12, the idea of a flood destroying the inner workings of a metropolis was really just another way that Simcity was keeping me up all night.
In my world, I'm baking cupcakes to bring to the Loewens' house tomorrow, since I finally will get to see their newborn baby, and hang out with people. I went to the Mariners game tonight, where King Felix lost to King Ugly, 2-0, in front of a sellout crowd of 46,240. Ficus's email had me marked as spam, so I bought a ticket yesterday, not knowing he had a ticket I could use. Oops. On the other hand, I finally got to experience the Terrace Club, which has, count 'em, seven types of mustard you can put on your hot dog - honey mustard, sweet hot mustard, spicy brown mustard, cranberry mustard, dijon mustard, deli mustard, and yellow mustard. I am not making this up.
Unfortunately, DMZ seems to have decided that hanging out with the peons is no longer fun, so there was no pregame hangout at King Street, and thus I didn't run into anyone else from the blogosphere, except for Jon Wells, who was selling his "Seattle Battle" shirts with Felix and Randy Johnson on them. I also didn't hang out at the bullpen for a lot of the pregame, because it was crowded as fuck, and that was like, 45 minutes before game time. I *did* get a lot of great comments on my shirt though, stuff like "I'd vote for him!" or "Yeah! Felix! Pedro sucks!" The funniest was when I went by people wearing "Vote for Pedro" shirts -- usually they'd just kinda nod/smile, and then suddenly realize that heh, my shirt was a LITTLE different.
I had these annoying loud Oakland fans sitting behind me up in the Terrace Club, so I bailed on that seat during the 7th inning stretch and came down to sit with Megan and Josh and Ficus instead. That was fun. I had an "obstructed" seat in the front row of the terrace club. It was really good. I think the level is still overpriced, but I do think it's a cool place to be, maybe on those discount days.
It is so fucking cool to get a wedding invitation that starts, "____ and ____ invite you to join the celebration, and root root root for the home team, as their daughter ____ marries _____..."