Road Trippin' Across The Blogoverse...

Greetings and salutations dear readers!

Today Mina and I set off on a cross state trip to visit the various ballparks that dot the southern california landscape. Now, normally, my vow to never again set foot in Angel Stadium, would prevent me from full participating in such an adventure. I hate the Angels as a team with the same passion that I hate the Ducks. It's a burning, deep seated hatred born out of being in socal during the 2002 World Series. (stoopid monkey!) But the lure of meeting the venerable Earl Sleek got me to agree to once again set foot inside this accursed stadium. Mina also tried to lure out Rudy Kelly, but he declined, thus adding to my belief that he is, in fact, a figment of our imaginations.

For Mina, this marks a journey into the heart of the enemy; Dodger Stadium. I've been there before and it's a wonderful ballpark, if just a tad on the fighty side. The traditional upper deck activities were amusing, although they did bring into question why anyone in their right mind would give away fold-able paper products. The FAA was called out to make sure that all the paper airplanes shooting about weren't going to have any mid air collisions.

We will also be hitting Petco Park, right during the insanity that is Comic Con before the insanity that is Comic Con. I suspect the park will be relatively empty as the local citizens will have fled to avoid to smell of mass quantities of nerds running around in their fair city. (I've been to Comic Con. Folks, let me tell you there are some FUNKY ass smells going on in there. It's a cool event, but seriously people, shower please!)

So off we go, into the wild, dusty yonder. I can smell Harris Ranch already.

 

 

It smells like cow butt.