Taylor scored some free tickets to last night's Padres/Giants game. The two teams I hate the most in a brand spanking new park. Which is pretty sweet by the way. Taylor tried to get me to cheer for the Padres but I had to explain to him why I could not do that. So I just booed Barry Bonds and Michael Tucker the whole night. San Diego is a different place. We come from a quiet conservative beach town. Walking around downtown is ALWAYS intersting. We have the big homeless problem that the city refuses to try and solve. Hey instead of helping the homeless, lets just build a new stadium to keep the (one) owner of the Padres happy. What about the thousands of homeless? We can just build it where they all sleep. Their a scrappy bunch, they'll manage. San Diego varies from block to block. One block will have run down bulidings, while the block over will be busy with party people jumping from bar to bar. What can I say it's the city, its everything you expect with lots of things you don't (see quote #3 below). After the game Taylor and I had about 45 minutes to catch our train back to Carlsbad. So we went in search of a liquor store for some beers for the ride home. Their are not that many in the Gaslamp. We finally found one, but they didn't sell forties. Safe Mario suggested that we just get a six pack because we don't know if we will find another liquor store. Taylor suggests that we look for another place that has forties to complete his dream of sipping a forty downtown as we walk to the train station.
We give up about 5 blocks later and settle on a sick pack (and fork 2 fucking bucks for a lighter to open our brews, but it did say "San Diego" with a sail boat on it. How nice). We make it on our train with beers in hand (and CityBEAT's to read) with time to spare. Oh ya the Padres won but who gives a crap. Oh and the beer we got was Sammy Adams Cherry Wheat. Pretty good I must say.
Top 3 Quotes of the Night (Now with explanations!)
1. "I stopped being a Dodgers fan when Lasorda took the soul out of the team when he became a big mouth" -Padres fan sitting next to me that was a Dodgers fan as a kid
Oh you mean Tommy L that brought us the World Series in '81 and '88? Ok, my guess is that the Dodgers lost all your childhood heros and didn't win during the 70's so you just sold out and jumped on the Padres bandwagon in '84 when they went to the series.
2. "Pop Pop"
A young kid (maybe 13) who faked shot me when I didn't give him a high five after the game. He said "Padres?" I kept my hands in my pockets and shook my head. "Dodgers buddy" Then he fake shot me. "pop pop" Who shot ya? K, he didn't that last part. But damn kid lay off the Gangsta rap.
3. "She is taking her pants off" (x3) 6:45ish pm
I couldn't hear Taylor the first two times. But as we passed a homeless lady at a bus stop on Broadway (no less) , I turned around to see a big puddle under her seat. Connect the dots. I saw enough and kept walking.

Thursday, July 29, 2004
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That's only in da mornin'
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