Baseball.

I just got back from a baseball game (Seattle Mariners) and it was so much fun. There were plenty of laughs thrown around, along with a few surprise visits from old friends. Here is a little recap of my awesome evening.

My girlfriend picked me up from my house at around 5:20pm and we headed down to another guy's house (Scott), where we would meet up with him and Travis (who would end up driving all of us to the game). It is 5:35pm by the time we leave Scott's house and head on our way to the game. We had the windows open trying to bring in some of the fresh air, but after a few minutes, all of the windows simultaneously climbed upward. Turns out it was Travis locking all of us in. We all know that Travis likes his car to be "warm," but I thought that he would be a little more considerate towards the rest of us. Guess not. Travis also likes to have his music up, which is understandable when your speeding down the freeway by yourself. Not when you have other people in the car who are trying to talk to each other. Again, consideration issues.

We arrive at the stadium at around 6:50pm and park a few blocks away from the stadium. Fifteen bucks for parking?!?! Talk about a rip-off. After waiting five minutes to enter the park, we quickly settled into our seats and waited for the game to start. I saw one of my friends from high school (Thacker) and we exchanged greetings. Turns out, he was sitting next to us! I thought that was pretty cool. Another one of our friends was gonna meet up with us at the end of the first inning (he works at the venue) and sit with us for the remainder of the game.

Throughout the game we dined on the traditional baseball game fare: $6 hot dogs, $6 French Fries (A pound of fries, which was totally worth it), and $6.50 ice cream (Can't go wrong with Dippin' Dots). The game itself was a little boring because our team was getting their butts handed to them. Prior to Wednesday, they had a 16-game losing streak. They ended up losing 8-0. They are used to losing, so I am sure they can handle it.

On our walk back to the car, we pass a club. It must have been an 18-year old and over club because some of those girls did not look 21. Considering that some of them were wearing just a bra and a thong, they must be under 21 because they can't seem to find guys the normal way (like normal dating). They have to dress up like sluts and prance around a steamy nightclub. Just wait till they talk about high school; he'll soon realize that she is still in high school. Maybe at that time he'll think that's not his smartest choice, unless he is desperate and wants to fondle some A's.

Overall the night was a lot of fun. I got to spend quality time with my girlfriend and hang out with some of the bro's. I hope to have some more of those before I head back to school, which by the way, is only 1 month away.