Out with Kim, Chris, Laura, and Aaron at the Saint Paul Saints game. I got an e-mail at work about cheap tickets ($9 for a hot dog, pop, hat, and ticket) just for being an upstanding employee of the State of Minnesota. Woot. We had to leave the last Saint’s game we went to because it was fucking freezing ass cold (even for Minnesota) and I was getting sick…
While tonight was absolutely gorgeous weather it wasn’t as good as the time that we won free Bucca di Beppo at the game. The humidity was low and the sky was nearly cloudless. The temps were in the low 70s and it just ruled for outdoor baseball. Woot.
We got there a little late because I had to run home and pick up Kim before heading back up to the stadium. Midway Stadium is only 14 miles from where I work but I had to drive about 45 that night running around. Stupid dog making us go home ;) Chris and Laura had gotten there only minutes before and we ended up parking next to them. It’s a little difficult to miss their car with the CA plates and UC Davis plate cover. Heh. You’ve been in Minnesota how long now?! ;)
Aaron met us at the park as well. He needed to pick up his GPS and give me some US Topo v3.0 CDs. Woot. Thanks. I was supposed to load the maps for San Fran on his GPS but I lost my fucking Mapsouce somewhere. I’ll get it this week — too late for him. He said he’ll just use the topos. Whatever.
The Saints were playing the “Saltdogs” from Lincoln Nebraska. While I spent most of the game drunkenly taunting the “Saltdogs” for their awesome name, they still beat the fucking shit ass Saints 2-1. Douchebags.
Overall a good night. Aaron took some pics and put them on that stupid fucking Flickr site here.
Of course I took some photos with the hiptop that you can catch here (mobile).