he took me out to the ballgame.
i'm late reporting, but this week saw my first visit to major league baseball game. c. had tickets to go and a date who bailed, so we jumped on the train. sixteen minutes later: yankee stadium!
and man, it is way better than i thought. it's open air, warm and soft, and a giant vista; it's spending the evening outside!
luckily i was in the giant line for the ATM and beer during the Bad Bad Inning, telling the tipsy college boys behind me that i was in the witness protection program for infomring on major securities fraud. actually, i didn't care about the score so much, just the popcorn, beer and the outside. so nice.
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getting lindsay to care about the score is the next step . . .
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