|I eat churros while ignoring Barry Bonds
||[13 Jun 2007|05:21pm]
Today everybody at work got the day off and we went to the Giants game at 3COM park, or AT&T park, or whatever the fuck it currently is. (It would be funny if Tidy Bowl sponsored a college football game-- the Tidy Bowl Bowl -- has somebody already thought of that joke? if not it's copyright amar pai 2007 all rights reserved)
The giants got their ass handed to them, 7-2 by the time we left. Or 7-3 maybe? Baseball is so boring. I brought my 5th anniversary binoculars and there was not a THING to look at. Why are there no cheerleaders in baseball?
Still, it was fun to have drinks with everybody from work. It was odd for the first second-- like when you see your elementary school teacher at the supermarket-- but ended up being really relaxing & social. I'm sad to be leaving those guys, despite my excitement at what lies ahead.
Barry Bonds came out creakin and wrinkly in the 8th inning. By then we'd stopped paying attention entirely so I'm not sure what happened with him.
BALLPARK FOOD I WAS COMPELLED BY THE LAWS OF LOGIC AND NATURE TO CONSUME:
1 hot dog (soggy bun, too much pickled cabbage on top)
1 bottle of water ($4.50!!!)
BALLPARK FOOD I HEROICALLY AVOIDED:
hot fudge sundae
cinnamon flavored roasted nuts
popcorn with Real Butter
nachos with nuclear orange cheese
THE WAVE: was not done