Monday, July 30, 2007

Well that Tigers series certainly was a kick in the keester. A group of us saw the Sunday game in Anaheim (thanks to Sivert for getting the tix), including Mike's dad, Keith, and stepmom, Jean. While I wish our out-of-town guests would have seen a more competitive game, at least it gave us an opportunity to spend some time in Anaheim. Wait ...

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Overheard at the game by Karis Eklund, the Official Archaeologist of Rocket Fever:

ORANGE COUNTY LITTLE BOY: Mommy, I want some cotton candy!

ORANGE COUNTY MOM: No, honey, but we'll go out to eat after the game, okay? We'll go to Hooters!

OCLB: What are Hooters?

OCM: Um, it's a restaurant.

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I knew I had something else in common with NBC's Chris Hansen other than a deep commitment to ensnaring child predators in made-for-TV traps: He's a fellow Spartan! (And, if you believe this blog, he's from Lansing!)

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