We went to the Dodger game last night. Pretty much the usual stuff.
A huge green bug burrowed itself in the thick unruly hair of the woman in front of me. If she had been nice, I would've told her. But she wasn't. Her loss. Mr. Monkey got really angry at me for taking this quick shot.
I had chicken Camacho's nachos and some Carnation malt.
And...the reason we went.