July 23, 2005

• So, we went to the Red Sox game last night. Ok, I guess I should
  include the White Sox in there, but lets be honest, I wasn't there for
  the White Sox........except for Joe
  Crede..................RRRRRRRROAAARRRRR!!!

  I arrived at Mason's house shortly after 4 in the PM. This was the
  first time I was to see him since I told him that I was a dude lover, I
  was a little nervous about it, even though I knew it wouldn't be a
  problem, and sure enough, nothing was even mentioned about it. We left
  about...........shit, I don't know what time, can't you people keep
  track of this shit?

  The ride there was.........er............ineteresting. Remember those
  driver's ed simulation thingys back in high school? It was sorta like
  that. Don has always been a bit of a............scary driver. Not Dave
  or Scooty scary (quite honestly, nobody is as scary/bad as
  them.........they should only be allowed to drive in a controlled
  environment) but scary nonetheless. It didn't help that he had a ton of
  obstacles in his way, such as cars slamming on their brakes,
  construction, people walking and riding bikes in the middle of the
  street, just all sorts of crazy shit.........you know, just like the
  driver's ed things. There were even people collecting money holding a
  box with a picture of a white Jesus on the side of it. It looked like
  they were collecting money to save Jesus. Wake up people, its too late
  to save him. I mean, the man has been dead for years now, let it rest!
  There was one really funny scene on the way there. A feeble old man (is
  there another kind) was slowly moving down the sreet with his cane. For
  some reason, he stopped and started yelling and shaking his cane in the
  direction of a semi. It was fucking classic. Ahhhh, old people, your
  feistiness cracks me up, unless said old person is my mother's 70
  something uncle threatening to kill me at another uncle's wake.

  Don's 4 year old son was adorable. He had a mohawk with a blue streak
  down the middle. He kept saying he liked the White Sox, Cubs, Red Sox,
  Pirates and Bears, but hated the Yankees. How cute. Even the youn ones
  hate the Yanks!

  I love going to places with large amounts of people in the summer.
  There are so many HOT guys, I can barely contain myself. And,
  sometimes, they like to wear reduced clothing. Ohhhhh baby!!!!

  As for the game iself, our seats where in the upper deck,quite a ways
  down the left field line. In fact, it was not too far off from where we
  sat last year with the seats Danel got for us. Anywho, there were a lot
  of Red Sox fans in the park, including myself with my Boston jersey on.
  White Sox fans are so bitter and pissed off. Red Sox fans stand to
  cheer their team and the White Sox fans start chantting "assholes."
  Why? Because Red Sox fans care about their team enough to show up at
  road games? What really pissed them off, though, was when some Red Sox
  fans (including Don and I) started chanting "Lets go Cubbies!" They
  have so much hate for the Cubs. At a game between the Red Sox and White
  Sox, I saw quite a few people wearing "Cubs Suck" shirts, and quite a
  few vendors were selling "Cubs Suck" shirts. They aren't even playing
  the Cubs, do they have that much of an inferiority complex that they
  can't stop thinking about the Cubs, even when they are playing the
  defending World Champs? A few rows in front of us, there was this hot
  dude who had sunglasses on. He kept wearing them anyway but the right
  way. He looked like an ass and even sounded more like one because he
  kept getting pissed off at us cheering for Boston, yelling shit at us,
  such as "Go back to Boston" along with other shit I can't remember.
  When the White Sox fans were getting too obnoxious, I would start
  chanting "1917" which was the last year the White Sox won the World
  Series. There was this one waif of a girl that was particulary
  obnoxious, so much so that she probably should have been shot with a
  tranqulizer gun.

  It turned out to be a pretty exciting and close game, the Red Sox won
  on Manny Ramierez's homer in the top of the ninth. After the game,
  while waiting for Dayna and the girls to get done taking a leak, we saw
  a guy that looked like a white Jesus. He had a beard and mustache, long
  hair and was wearing long, heavy black robe with a cross on. He had a
  bunch of teens with him, they were like his followers. They seemed to
  hang on his every word. I guess its not too late to save him, boy was I
  wrong.

  During the ride home, Dayna's 15 year old daughter talked about how she
  wants to go to Japan someday. She has got a good head on her shoulders
  and seems to want to go for all the same reasons I would want to go,
  such as being able to learn more about other cultures, expand her
  world, and be more of a well-rounded person. She was telling me how she
  has lots of friends of all different backgrounds, such as blacks,
  whites, Asians, Hispanics, gays, Muslims among others. This makes
  sense, since she is mixed herself (half black, half white to be
  percise). Some ingorant people like my sister (not that I'm being mean,
  but I hate when she says this) says shit about when blacks and whites
  have children together "oh, I feel sorry for the kids" because she
  thinks people would make fun of them. Yeah, I guess they probably do
  get made fun of to an extent, but the positives far out weight the
  negatives, at least in my opinion. They have the best of 2 worlds and
  can fit in with both whites and blacks (more likely blacks, though) and
  have a better understanding and more empathy towards others. Karine is
  exactly like this, and if this is any indication of what the next
  generation will be like, we will be in good shape.

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