I went to my first Red Sox game of the season last night with my brother. My co-worker Leslie has season tickets, and she only goes to around 30 games a year, and I happened to make some comment to the effect of, "Are you excited for the season starting?" and she asked if I wanted tickets for Wednesday's game. Rawk. Now, we all know that I love the Red Sox, but the ticket prices are getting really outrageous. The seats were good grandstand seats, but I really don't think they're worth $45. If I hadn't bought them directly from her, I would have had to pay handling and service fees and/or a premium to a ticket broker. The guy sitting next to me, who turned out to own
Sacco's Bowl Haven (I love that place!), said he paid $70 for his seat. Anyway, between the uncomfortable seats and the extremely obnoxious/misogynistic/horrifying guys sitting behind us, I would have preferred to just watch the game at home or in a bar. There, I said it.
Also, the game was reaaaaaaaaaaally long, and the Sox lost. They continue to be pretty terrible at hitting with runners on base. But at least the Sacco's guy was fun to talk to.
On the way to the park, I stopped to take photos of several examples of bad punctuation for
my new blog. I know... I'm a dork, but I'm having a lot of fun with it!
Speaking of signs, I saw a very apropos billboard for Jet Blue out in center field. The text said, "Sunshine is cheaper than therapy." Amen to that! I'm flying to Bermuda in a little over two weeks.
Oh, and this is random but kind of flattering, my landlords called yesterday to talk to me about the fact that one of my roommates is moving out and we've found a replacement for her. They had originally said that they were going to raise the rent in September, but they said that they changed their mind and that they hope I will stay. I do love the dirt-cheap rent, but with the housing market collapsing, it's time for me to start looking into buying a condo. I want a nicer place, and I've been pretty good about saving money for years.