Yeah, so, mighty, mighty good man David and I went to the Giants vs. Dodgers game on Tuesday night. While we were walking to ballpark, a woman rode by on a motorcycle. She wasn’t wearing any pants, only a g-string and a jacket. [UPDATE: David says he is pretty sure she wasn’t even wearing a G-string.]
Me: “I can’t believe she’s not wearing a helmet. That’s illegal.”
At the game, we were sitting next to a Dodgers fan. Luckily for us, he wasn’t an obnoxious Dodgers fan. However, he was chewing tobacco AND drinking a Coors Light. I know, right? Ew and ewwwww.
Here’s a photo of us at the game having a good time at the game, even though I was sharing an arm rest with a Dodgers fan.
So anyway, I was listening to some morning radio show yesterday, because I hate myself.
The entire show seems to involve these morning “personalities” watching YouTube videos and laughing. They know they are on the radio, right? We can’t see the videos. It’s just one of the many reasons I don’t like morning radio shows. I need to remember to charge my iPod more often or listen to the news.
I forgot to share this little story about the Alameda County Fair in yesterday’s post. I was waiting in line to use the restroom when that song “Moves like Jagger” by Maroon 5 started playing. There were probably 10 women ahead of me in the line and all 10 women started grooving. I turned around and all the women behind me were dancing, too. I’m not making it up. All of the women in line for the restroom were dancing to “Moves Like Jagger.” I don’t really have anything clever to say about it, except I guess I should be grateful it wasn’t “Hey Soul Sister” by Train.
Oh, and one more thing, David thinks this little girl bitching out the other kids about how good they have it in the AT&T U-Verse commercial is me back in the day.
He may not be wrong.