Last Friday was a pretty eventful day. As opposed to my normal eight and a half hours of doldrums on the last day of the work week, usually spent trapped in my office at my hellish job, there was instead a bit of excitement. The day prior, I had discovered that a blogger friend would be in my area on Friday. So, of course, because I’m obnoxious, I mandated that she meet up with me when she passed through my town. I am very demanding that way!
We went back and forth for a while as to how and when it would happen, which consisted of her asking me if I wanted to meet for a cocktail (um, yeah I do!), and me realizing that we weren’t going to be able to meet after work because she already had dinner plans with some family. Thus, it came down to me “taking a late lunch,” aka walking downtown to meet in the afternoon for a drink. And yes, I was going to drink during the workday. God bless America.
I felt it my duty to warn Jess Witkens, that upon her arrival in my fair city, she might encounter some strangeness. Even more so than the normal craziness of leggings and boobs hanging out everywhere. No, this was a very special weekend. The BronyCon was in town. What are Bronies you ask? Well, that is a very good question. Basically, it is grown men who are huge fans of My Little Pony. No, really. And not ironically, either. But in a pay lots of money for airfare and hotel in a city that will host a bunch of pony loving men, convening to do who knows what (um, role play, apparently), for 3 days straight. Oh, and did I mention that they dress up? Yeah, hence the warning.
When I met Jess and her boyfriend, Joe, the first thing I noticed about her, besides the fact that she is super adorable, is that she is tiny. As in, I could put her in my pocket and carry her around, tiny. She was cute as a button! Since it was later in the day, and nobody was too hungry, we all ordered a drink and just some sushi to share. Living in Wisconsin, they don’t get to experience good sushi with fresh seafood very often, so this was a good choice for this landlocked pair.
We were only able to visit for a short period of time, since I unfortunately had to go back to work, but in that time, we bonded over a mutual love of Halloween, music and travel. Before we had to say goodbye (sniff!), Jess and I were able to get a picture of the two of us . . . along with one of our furry little friends.
Thanks for letting me hijack some of your time while you were in town, Jess! Hope you and Joe enjoyed your brief time in my wacky little city.
After work, I met the family at Oriole Park at Camden Yards. This will have been my FOURTH baseball game this year! That must be some sort of record. I think I went once last year, and may have gone more times this year than the previous ten years combined. Then again, the Orioles sucked a lot in recent years past, so it wasn’t all that much fun hanging out to watch them lose so much. It’s a bit more fun now.
Before the game, we had dinner at Dempsey’s, which is a restaurant that is inside the Park, but right outside the actual stadium proper. They have fabulous food. I may have mentioned this in a previous post, but it’s worth repeating . . . bacon, on a stick:
Not just the fab food, but we got to sit outside with a view of the goings on, out and around the stadium. Along with it being a lovely night, it wasn’t a bad view at all.
Once we finished our meals, we went into the stadium proper to head up to our seats. Talk about a nice view. This is from the outfield wall, which we travelled by on our way to our seats. We just had to stop for a few moments to enjoy the scene.
It was even better when we got to see Nate McLouth (of personally handing my son a foul ball fame) hit a grand slam home run later in the evening, which had the crowd on its feet and in hysterics. Did I mention a bit more fun? Yep. Thanks, O’s!
Oh, and just because of the What the F*ck of it all . . . a bonus picture I came across on the wonderful world wide web of wackiness in regards to that whole Brony thing above. Please to enjoy: