Thirsty Thursday

Roomie, friends, Andy, Ben, and I all went to the Asheville Tourists game last night. They were winning against the Greensboro Grasshoppers when we left.

Everyone stopped for the Star Spangled Banner. It was a little weird... it seemed like many people at the stadium went there just to drink cheap beer with the side-effect of baseball; however, they all stopped and saluted for the national anthem.

Highlights:

Pre-game quick drink at Dirty Jacks.

Hickory Nut Gap Farms hot dogs (local, hey?)

Regular fatty hot dogs (tasty too, hey?)

Cheap beer

Ted E. the mascot, running the bases against a little kid for a Bojangles gift certificate

Two kids in front of us who were talking about the game like they were 50 years old. At one point, I think one said, "Come on! I see better hits in little league." They also told us not to eat their nachos when they went down near the field. We didn't even know them, but they must have seen us eyeing that cheesy treat.

I've been singing Take Me Out to the Ball Game for 20 hours or so now.

A few more photos

Ben told me that he wants to edit me out of this photo because he thinks he looks good in it.

The one below is us playing Curious George Scrabble.

Breakfast.

Catch it

Ben: "Wouldn't it be cool if dreamcatchers actually caught dreams and popped out these little white marbles that you could throw into the air to make all of the characters from your dream come to life?"

Me: "Yes."

Ben: "And then you could be transported back into another world like in your dream. Like going to an empty WalMart that has boxes all over the place? And that skateboard that flies and has rockets attached? And bikes like that too?"

Me: "Yes. Was that your dream?"

Ben: "Yes."