Well, look-ee what we have here
The bottom of our line-up delivered big last night…two single home-runs big. Harris - out of the park. Buscher - out of the park. And then we won. Of course, I didn’t see it real time because my iPod docking station alarm clock (set to Daft Punk’s Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger) is set to go off at 5:30 a.m. So, alas I gave in to the adult-side of my brain and went to bed in the 6th inning.
Observations on a ballpark
So, Petco Field looks amazing. I was obsessed with their grass and layout. I also noticed that the place was maybe half full.
What’s happening:
* Rincon signs with Indians
* Baby Jesus may get a shot at the (All) Stars
Non-baseball but no less important – Life’s Lessons to be learned edition
All you can eat sushi is no a challenge
On Monday my Monday Night Happy Hour Crew headed to Seven Sushi in downtown Minneapolis. Evidently this new place is THE place to be at on weekend. Minneapolis now has a new exclusive, velvet-rope place for the pretties to be seen. Alas, I am more of the dive, corner bar with a hipster punk band playing so you won’t be seeing me at Seven (unless I am there for all-you-can-eat-Sushi.) So, Monday night we bellied up to the bar and partook in All-You-Can-Eat Sushi night. I got to tell you, I can really pack away the raw fish. The Yellowtail Hamachi was like butter, the Crunchy Roll was made of win and the wine makes everything okay. The lesson to be learned here is…all-you-can-eat-sushi night isn’t a challenge.
Embarrassing a blog reader
Well, I would like to think that I could embarrass E.V. but he’s pretty unflappable. I bullied him in to letting me post this picture of him taken last weekend. It appears that he passed out in the golf car. I wonder how many holes he missed. (Hey, if that isn’t a “that’s what she said” moment, I don’t know what is.) Lesson to be learned…Don’t pass out in the golf car. Your well-meaning friends will take advantage of the situation. I would know best, I am an advantage-taker. How the hell do you think I get some of the crazy photos I have? Examples can be found in the video montage I made below.
The bottom of our line-up delivered big last night…two single home-runs big. Harris - out of the park. Buscher - out of the park. And then we won. Of course, I didn’t see it real time because my iPod docking station alarm clock (set to Daft Punk’s Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger) is set to go off at 5:30 a.m. So, alas I gave in to the adult-side of my brain and went to bed in the 6th inning.
Observations on a ballpark
So, Petco Field looks amazing. I was obsessed with their grass and layout. I also noticed that the place was maybe half full.
What’s happening:
* Rincon signs with Indians
* Baby Jesus may get a shot at the (All) Stars
Non-baseball but no less important – Life’s Lessons to be learned edition
All you can eat sushi is no a challenge
On Monday my Monday Night Happy Hour Crew headed to Seven Sushi in downtown Minneapolis. Evidently this new place is THE place to be at on weekend. Minneapolis now has a new exclusive, velvet-rope place for the pretties to be seen. Alas, I am more of the dive, corner bar with a hipster punk band playing so you won’t be seeing me at Seven (unless I am there for all-you-can-eat-Sushi.) So, Monday night we bellied up to the bar and partook in All-You-Can-Eat Sushi night. I got to tell you, I can really pack away the raw fish. The Yellowtail Hamachi was like butter, the Crunchy Roll was made of win and the wine makes everything okay. The lesson to be learned here is…all-you-can-eat-sushi night isn’t a challenge.
Embarrassing a blog reader
Well, I would like to think that I could embarrass E.V. but he’s pretty unflappable. I bullied him in to letting me post this picture of him taken last weekend. It appears that he passed out in the golf car. I wonder how many holes he missed. (Hey, if that isn’t a “that’s what she said” moment, I don’t know what is.) Lesson to be learned…Don’t pass out in the golf car. Your well-meaning friends will take advantage of the situation. I would know best, I am an advantage-taker. How the hell do you think I get some of the crazy photos I have? Examples can be found in the video montage I made below.
Music of the Day
What happens in Duluth Stays in Duluth, unless I set it to music a la Video Montage! Here are the photos from our trip. You’ll notice the music is David Cook’s version of Billie Jean. Yes, obsessed, I get it. The reason for this particular song is because we all had a good chuckle when the strippers danced to it. It became sort of our anthem for the weekend (along with “That’s what she said.”)
3 comments:
Love your montage. Not sure how you do that, but it impresses me. We like noting those odd little things like the bottle opener in the bathroom too.
Thanks for the trip!!!!
(I could listen to D.C. all day... & night.)
Any hey! We're a 'That's what she said' group too!
Ann,
I think my co-workers (and non-Idol) friends are sick of me playing DC's music and talking about him all day. I start a lot of conversations with "Hey, did you know that David Cook..."
I am a dork.
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