25 minutes until the handyman arrives to beat up on my electrical system so I thought, while I sucked down a cup of java (or two), I'd blog. Be patient with me if I ramble...the caffiene hasn't hit yet.
Had a good time last night at the A's game. Oakland A's vs the Chicago White Soxs. The A's cleaned house, just so you know how it ended. There was much screaming and yelling, though we still found ourselves laughing at the silly cap races that they do on the big screen TV to keep the drunken mob happy while the other team takes the field. I made it through the game just fine, thanks to nursing a 20 oz of diet Pepsi through the 3rd to 7th innings.
Julian decided that he didn't like the sounds of a baseball game and made sure I knew about it for the first 4 innings. The crowd would go wild and he'd kick and roll and beat on me, as if to say, "Can't you keep it down out there? I'm trying to sleep!" I swear, there's nothing wrong with his hearing!
The only problem was the 2 jack-in-the-box spectators infront of us. The moment the A's hit anything, they were up and out of their seats, screaming and dancing. At one point, I quietly suggested to Rob that they need to install seatbelts in these seats. Thankfully, we were in an almost empty section (I guess the rest of the tickets didn't get handed out!) so we shuffled over a couple seats for a better view.
Just as the 1st inning was coming to a close, a group of die hard fans came in, mumbling about losing their season tickets for this game. They stuck around until the end of the 4th inning, when they all treked off to the bathrooms and never returned. They were hilarious to listen to...they discussed the game as if it was going to determine the outcome of world peace. LOL
Personally, I'm not that big of a baseball fan. But I do enjoy going to the games to people watch, especially the people who rent one of the glassed in booths and as such, beleive they can do anything they want. There was one booth last night filled with about 6 kids, running around, sliding down the seats and just totally being wild monsters. And in the middle of all of that were 2 adults, totally ignoring the kids, their attentions fully on the game. LOL
We left in the middle of the 9th inning, since the A's seemed to have the game cinched by then. There was much hope of miss the mob of people on the southbound BART train but they were dashed when the train we were on was put out of service not 3 stops before the end of the line. Grrrr. We stood out on a cold platform with 200+ other cold baseball fans to wait 20 minutes for the next train...which was packed, of course! We crammed on like sardines and prayed for a speedy conductor. A tree branch on the track delayed us even further.
We didn't get home until 11:30, an hour and a half after we left the park. Paid off Dani, who was babysitting for us, walked her out to her car and then fell over into a nice, warm bed.
The damn alarm woke us up at 6 AM this morning. Actually, it woke Rob up...I didn't hear it at all. This morning wasn't one of those "turn over and go back to sleep" mornings. No...it couldn't have been that simple. Today is Rob's "one Saturday a month" class. He looked "so excited" upon entering LM's campus for the 6th day in a row. (*Can't you just hear the sarcasm dripping off of my words? ;-) )
We both were complaining of slightly sore throats and congestion this morning, probably the aftermath of sitting in hard chairs in a slight cold wind. I guess the yelling didn't help....but we'll live. I just can't wait until I can get a bit more sleep.
Posted at 9:35:15 am by anniede