Thought-Topia 2008: The July Edition

I don't have enough going on right now to do a whole blog devoted to one topic, so I will chat about a few things on my mind. And I don't care if they're not appropriate to talk about-I'ma talk about what I want on my own bloggity blog!
Recently, I've been trying to figure out what my biggest fears are. I have one big fear, that I actually can't talk about-it's not at all kosher (or, halal). If you're close enough to me to know me well enough, you know what it is. Otherwise...sorry. But I've been trying to think of one that I can tell in a social setting, and I think I have one. I am really afraid of accidentally ingesting liquid dish soap. I am afraid there'll be a residue left in a glass, or my water bottle or anything of that nature. I had to wash my water jug the other day, and all day, I was so paranoid that I was accidentally eating some. Silly thing to fear, but people have weird fears. Like sewer grates. Weird.
I am glad to have done nothing the last few days. I love love love getting out and going to sporting events and the like, but I miss being home and watching my shows and running. I'm pretty sure I gained weight in all the fun times recently. Which'll make it harder to work off, but I'll do it. So long as things don't keep randomly popping up. And, I finally caught up to my stuff on my Tivo. I keep recording things that I know will take me a long time to watch, I don't even know why! But now all the TV shows are watched, and I just have a few random movies to watch. But I can take my time with those. When the TV stuff piles up, I feel like I'll never get out from under the pile of stuff!
I love my parents. I wish they could live forever. But I know this isn't possible. So, to take my mind off of this, I keep thinking of the things that I will get when they pass (God forbid). There is a lot of talk about who'll get this silverware set when it's time. I think I should get it, and let me tell you why. I'm supposedly getting the bird-since it's supposed to live to like a hundred. I think that with the bird should come the silverware. Plus, I'm still at home, while the rest of the kids have flown the coop. Yes, they have spouses and husbands. But I'm here for every holiday, and every birthday, and I take care of things. I'm just putting it out there, I should be considered.
I think that's about it for now, no other thoughts are swinging into my head. Until next time, I'm Setenta Sports.

PJ's Day!

July 29, 2008. Today is the 25th birthday of PJ. You read that right, 25 years of age. A quarter of a century. I am soon to follow, of course, but that’s not what is important today. So today, a tribute to Peej on the ol’ blog here.
PJ is my BFF. We met when I started working at Media Play, about 6 or 7 years ago. (It’s been a while-I can’t remember) We hit it off initially because of our love of movies and the like. As you can see from my entries, we do pretty much everything together. We’re very different, yet in some things, we are so similar. Our personalities fit well together, which is a good thing to have!
Peej is funny. She’s nice (even though she doesn’t think she is) and she’s very good at taking care of me. That might sound weird, but there are so many things in my life I haven’t done (like extensive traveling, camping, etc) and she always steps up to bat to help me out. She is trying to get me to go camping right now, but I am resisting, so far. I keep switching back and forth between wanting to go and trying to stay out of the outdoors. We’ll see who wins this battle. I’ll probably end up going. PJ is pretty persuasive. She’s introduced me to many a thing, such as, a love of hiking, and my love of Disneyland. One of the things I love about her is that she can eat. I eat a lot, and luckily, so does she. But it doesn’t matter how much we eat, because we always run it off. I’m glad that we’re both runners, but we’re at the same level. Not one of us is better than the other, (even though in all our races, I seem to drag us down!) and I love when we run together. It always ups the competitive drive (in me, at least) and, come on, running is always funner when there’s another person there!
I love that she always is up for the crazy things we think up. We will sit in the lobby of a hotel for hours to see a Real player, or drive all the way down to Arizona and back in one day, just to say we’d been to Arizona that weekend. She’s wicked smart and good at pretty much everything she does. While some people (ok, me) only do well in one sport, she can hold her own in all of them. When she joined our soccer team, she quickly rose to the top as one of our finest, and helped to carry them team. We have tons of inside jokes and sayings that we bust out all the time.

I love that we both hate talking on the phone. We can text all day, and there are always good times to be had there. We will sing via texting and fight. It helps that I can imagine the tone of voice that she's saying with each message. She's is always there for a hug, when I need it, and she knows how to cheer me up when I'm mad or sad. Usually with a hot dog.
The great things about her can’t all be put down on paper. PJ is an amazing person, with a flobbity gillion great qualities. I can't pin down every little thing that's awesome about her. I’m really lucky to have her as my BFF and hope that we have millions of more adventures together!

And thats the game!

Well, sports fan, it's over, it's done with. Sports Week 2008 is finished. The last event, on Friday, was a baseball game. We watched the Bees beat Oklahoma. I'm not a fan of baseball. My sport-as everyone knows, is soccer. I think baseball is a dumb sport-I don't even consider it a sport. A lot of men stand around for like, seven hours, and once in a while, they run ninety feet and then stand around for longer. I think everyone can play baseball, and if everyone can play it, it doesn't make it a special sport. But I had fun at the game. We had baseball food, a hot dog, peanuts, and sunflower seeds. We yelled, we heckled, we had a good time. After the game, there were fireworks, and they were pretty good. Of course, having been spoiled at Disneyland with their fireworks, nothing can quite compare, but these were not bad. The music went well with them, and they were pretty snazzy. I was not disappointed. And, I'm sorry to say, I am starting to like baseball. I think I could start going to other games. Of course, I have yet to pay for one of these games. The only reason we even go to any is because we get free tickets from our respective companies. I don't think I would go if I had to buy my tickets myself!
Now that Sports Week 2008 is over, I have mixed emotions. I'm happy, because it'll give me chances to run now. Running Saturday was so awesome-I definitely missed it. I feel so ugh when I don't get to work out-I can't wait to feel great again. I think that's actually my only emotion regarding it, maybe I don't have mixed. I'm glad to be able to do my regular routine again. My Tivo got really full of stuff this past week. I am happy this Sunday is my day-I'm doing nothing today except for emptying my Tivo of stuff, painting my nails, and running. I'm super sore today from a really good hike we did yesterday, so I'm hoping the running won't be too painful. And I do have one more day of sports, tomorrow Real plays Toronto at home, and I am psyched for the game! I hope we beat them. I don't know if we will, but I would love it if we did.

Football. Futbol. Soccer.

Day 4 of Sports Week 2008 is over. This days sport was, again, soccer. Hey, it’s such a great sport, it deserves two days! The MLS All-Stars played West Ham United for a battle of…nothing, really, just pride. MLS won, 3-2. I think every year I’ve seen the All-Star game, we’ve beat whatever EPL team they throw at us. This year, West Ham gave us a run for our money, though. They scored first, and we answered back with a goal of our in, 60 seconds later. It was awesome. There were more goals, of course, and my favorite goal of the game was the one that won the game for us. De Rosario was fouled in the box, so of course he gets a penalty kick. He lines it up, everyone is waiting, holding their breath, and he shoots. It hit the cross bar, which shoots it down to the ground, and shoots in. It was awesome! I encourage everyone to watch this goal. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6QbRENTvR-k (let me say, the video of this is crappy. But it was all I could find)
There isn’t really a lot to report with this night, but I want everyone to be informed of all activities of Sports Week 2008. The game was played in Toronto, so we only had the option of watching it on TV. Toronto has some crazy fans, who throw streamers at every person doing a corner kick, whether it is someone on their own team, or the opponent. That makes no sense to me. The All-Star game has taken place at the newest stadium in the league (of late) which means that next year, it’s our turn to have it here! They’ve announced it already, so we know for sure it will, and I’m psyched. I’m hoping to be able to have a ticket to that. I really want for it to be included in the season tickets, but I don’t think that’ll happen. I’ll go, either way.
One more day of Sports Week 2008! This last event will be…tricky. I don’t know if it’ll be as fun as the other stuff we’ve done, but we’ve signed up, we’re going, and I am making it a mission to have a good time. There’s fun people coming, there’ll be lots of eating, I’m sure, so I know it’ll be fun.

Go, my favorite sports team!

We are now past the mid-point of Sports Week 2008. Last nights event was…a soccer game! Now you see why it was my favorite. My boys in red, Real, played a Costa Rican team, Saprissa. We…lost, sadly, but we put up a good fight, particularly at the end. Any Latin America team is going to be good, and give us a real fight for the win. Americans, as much as we try, will never be quite as good as them. We know soccer, we are good, but they grow up living it, breathing it. It’s all that those little kids do, play soccer; of course they’ll all be phenomenal. The referee last night wasn’t too bad, he was calling so many things, and for both sides, which was a weird thing. He liked to give out yellow cards, which is always a treat.
One of my favorite moments of the game was a fight. Of course, it was with our own Yura Movsisyan, he’s such a fighter. I’d hate to make him angry, I think he would punch me in the face and I would die. He’s a big guy. I don’t know the circumstances of the fight (who started it, what started it) alls I know is all of a sudden, there was a fight happening. Yura got a red card, as did the offending Saprissian. (Sapriss-ian? Saprissan? I don’t know what to call him!) They were both leaving the field, and Yura was running off the field. I thought that was weird, they usually take their sweet time. As they both were nearing their respective locker rooms, I figured out why Yura was running. He wanted to get to the other guy- to continue this fight. One of the Real assistant coach-type guys was sprinting to get to Yura first-which he did. He pulled Yura away, to our own locker room, and Yura did that thing where he pointed at the guy, then at himself, then at the guy again, as if to say “Believe me, this isn’t over. I’ll get you”. It was awesome.
There were fireworks after the game, but we decided to skip them. They’re fun and all, but it was already getting late, and we’ve seen them before, (this month, in fact) and already I was tired, and thinking of how we had to get up to go to work in the morning. We caught a little of them in the car, so I felt like we had seen them. If only they would mix up the fireworks, add some new music, and maybe choreograph the explosions to them, I would have gone, but I didn’t feel like I was missing stuff.
Anyway, this week is going quite well. There are only two events left of Sports Week 2008, and I think they’ll both be a good time. The one tonight will be one that I’m definitely looking forward to-it only happens once a year! I wish good luck to all the competitors. I still haven’t decided what team I’m rooting for…

It's the white in the knuckles

Last night kicked off Sports Week 2008. We literally have something sporty every night, so this week is appropriately named. Yesterday’s event was Fiesta Days-specifically the rodeo. I’d never been to a rodeo before this, but I was excited. I have wanted to go for a few years now; every time it gets to be about this time of year, I always see the billboards advertising it, but we never get the chance to go. Luckily this year, we did! Since we already had a bunch of stuff, we figured tacking this on would just complete the awesomeness of Sports Week 2008. I guess, technically, it started on Monday night, with the watching of the Espy’s, but since I didn’t watch any sports, just awards given out for sports, I didn’t really count it.
The rodeo is fun. I’m sure everyone that reads this has been to one, so I won’t need to explain it, which is good. There was Mutton Bustin’, which was one of my favorites. A tiny child riding sheep-there is nothing cuter than that. My favorite of these little kids was a boy who rode it all the way across the arena with only one hand on the sheep-kind of like how the guys ride the bulls. He was adorable, and rightly deserving of the record he set and the trophy he got. There was, of course, bull riding, and bareback riding, and trailer racing. The trailer racing was a little weird and over so quick! It was funny to watch two grown men trying to get onto a horse together and do a quick lap around the arena. The calf roping was ok, but it made me a little sad. Call me a sissy, but I felt bad for the little things! I know it probably doesn’t hurt them, and I didn’t care about the actual roping thing, but when they got the rope around their necks, and then that little *jerk* thing that happens when they have to stop running because of the rope, that made me a little sad! The thing I didn’t enjoy was the barrel racing. I just thought it was boring, watching the girls run around barrels. I know it requires a lot of skill and many hours of training, but I just didn’t like it.
I was hoping they’d have funnel cake at this thing. It seems the appropriate venue to have it-at a fair-type place, but, alas, ‘twas not meant to be. I will find some, somehow, soon. I wanted to have some at Disneyland when I went in the beginning of June, but never got around to it-there was so much other food to be had! Maybe I just need to visit the carnival of Fiesta Days, and they’ll have it there.
I’m glad to have this week kicked off-but I’m not looking forward to the amount of sleep I already am losing over it. Last night, we started at 8, and it was over at about 10:45. Put in time for getting home and brushing teeth, and already, I’m past my bedtime. The rest of this week looks to be about the same. But I’m not complaining-I’m excited for all the stuff that’s going to happen. Tonight is the thing I’m most looking forward to. What is it? You’ll just have to tune in tomorrow to find out…

It's up to my thighs, so it's probably only up to your calves.

This last weekend, PJ and I took a quick trip down to Hurricane. Sometimes you just have to get away, and this was one of these times. We originally wanted to go north, maybe escape some of the heat a little, but that didn’t work out like we had planned. Heading south was our only option, so we decided that Zion’s would be a good place to go. Escaping the heat is definitely not something we did down there! It was over a hundred degrees-not ideal for hiking. We took lots of water and PJ put on her sunscreen, and off we went. (I never use sunscreen. Yes, I know this is bad)
We got to the park at about 11:00-ish. Already it was warm and only getting hotter. We took the shuttle up to our desired destination, and started making our way up a trail. It was hot. By now it was about 12:30, and the sun was out in full force. I ended up taking off my shirt and just hiking in my camisole, it was so hot. After we’d been hiking for a bit, we realized we should have hit the water we were promised on the hike we were on. With sweat dripping off our faces, we surveyed the canyon, and realized we were on the wrong trail! We found the right one, and then spent a while in this water, it was so cool. We decided that instead of taking the shuttle back down to the main place, we’d just walk our way back down to the visitor’s center. On the way, we encountered many a wild life. We ran into some turkeys, and if you ever talk to PJ, ask her to make a noise like a turkey. Holy crap it is so funny. We ran into some deer, one of whom we named Felicia She was super skinny; we kept trying to get her to eat something. She didn’t really listen to us, though, and moved on. There were also some baby deer, and they were adorable. We talked with them for a while. We went into the river for a long while too. It was difficult to navigate through the water, with the rocks and sand, but it was nice and cool in there. The name of this post actually comes from something I said to PJ. As everyone knows, I am super short, but the “awesome” thing about my shortness is that my torso is regular length, but my legs are super short. So in some sections, PJ would be up to her calves, and the water would be up to my thighs. Dang these short legs!
We hiked all afternoon, but had to be back at our hotel room for the Real game that night. I’m sorry, even on vacation, I will not miss it. We tied Chicago, and since nobody else had a really good game this weekend, we’re still in first place! Keep it up, guys.
All in all, it was a great weekend. I got sunburned a little on my shoulders and a little on my neck and back. I like getting the burn though, I get tanner! I got to see the Dark Knight (oh my heck that movie is fantastic. Everyone go see that, right now) and got to get away from everything. Of course, you hate coming back, and I do wish our weekend could have been longer. But we need to save up our time for other trips!

We're number one. All others are number two, or lower.

I meant to write of this on Saturday night, but it was too late when I got home, then Sunday ended up being too busy. Ok, it wasn’t really busy, but I was cleaning my bathroom from top to bottom, and it took so long. Totally worth it, though, because now my bathroom is sparkling!
RSL is now in first place. I have always wanted this, but never had it! We’ve been a good time this year. A little unpredictable, but that’s made it fun. Only our team could tie with the worst team in the league one day, (I’m talking to you, San Jose) and then beat the best team in the league three days later. (Take that, New England!) It’s been a hard fought battle, full of ups and downs and all sorts of things happening. We’re undefeated at home. We’ve tied, yes, but no losses have occurred. We’ve gotten our first win on the road in…I actually don’t remember the amount of games. It was a lot-like 20 or something.
And now, to be in first place. I know that it’s all too possible to lose this next week, especially since it’s an away game, against Chicago to boot. We’re holding onto this first place with a very short lead-we’re not that far ahead of the team in second place. And while first place is the best thing ever, it’ll matter more at the end of the season that it does right now. If we can hold onto it, it’ll be fantastic; we can finally make the playoffs. But if we lose this, oh, the heartbreak that will occur. And it’ll be worse than previous years, because we got close this year. We had victory in our hands, only to have it slip through our fingers.
RSL just needs to hold onto this sliver of hope. They need to hold onto the confidence they have built up, without getting too cocky. Too often has a team walked into a game, thinking they’ll win, just to have it shoved into their face. There is nothing worse than that happening. Especially if it’s a time you should have won. You are better than the other team, you know their weaknesses, but they do everything right, and you do everything wrong. I hope keep our spot on top-we deserve it this year so much.

The point of having a cell phone is that it works when you need it!

A few months ago, Peej blogged about how she goes through cell phones like people go through toothpicks. I am the opposite. My phones never break, but I get bored with them easily. I don't know why, it's not like I really use the phone for anything but texting, but I like to get new ones. I never do though, because I can never find one that I like. I don't like flip phones, or sliders, or QWERTY keyboards. I don't need the internet, or billions of games, I just need a bar phone that works. My recent one I had, I had for 16 months, the ones before that for probably about the same amount of time. Needless to say, it was time to make a change.
Peej informed me of a new phone that just hit the market, the Nokia 5310. I checked it out, and it looked pretty good, so I decided to get one. It's taking me a while to get used to it, since the keys are different, but I'm getting better with it, and I'm finally getting all the settings to how I like it. And, I love this phone. It came with a free ringtone of a song that I actually like, it's smaller and thinner than the old one, and there are many more features. It has 1GB memory to hold MP3's (thats so many!) and it could replace the player I have right now, if I feel like it. It even comes with a radio on it! I can totally tune into my favorite station, and listen whenever I want to. I don't know how often I'll be using most of these features, but they're there, if I feel the urge!
I know that probably in a few months, I'll get sick of this one and want to change. But I think it might last longer than the other phones-I definitely like this one a lot. The only bad side is that I think everyone will have this phone soon. In the store when I was getting mine, literally every person in the place was getting one too. Talk about following the herd! But thats ok. When something is this awesome, you just gotta go with it.

I didn't break it...but I did fix it.

A lot of people have a pedometer to track how much exercising they’re doing in a day. I used to have one of these, until PJ introduced me to something called a Kam Coach. Instead of tracking your steps, this tracks any movement you do, and gives you points based on your movements. Like, you get more points the harder/faster you’re moving. (Of course, just makes sense) I am addicted to this little thing. All throughout the day, I check on my progress, to see how I’m doing. The more points I get, the better I feel about myself. Saturdays are the best-I get a lot that day.
On Sunday, when I was putting it on, when it sorta…broke. It separated into 2 pieces-the piece that holds it onto my pants and the coach (?) part just came apart. A piece that holds them together had broken a little-it was held on, but just by a tiny piece of plastic. I saw that it was fixable, so I put a little superglue on it, put it on, and away I went. When I got home from church, I transferred it from my skirt to the shorts I was wearing, and it completely came apart. The piece that had broken off earlier broke completely off this time, leaving me with no way to put it back together, as I had used all the superglue already. Cursing my bad luck, I just had to not wear it. When I ran later that evening, I just tucked it into my sports bra strap. I think it worked pretty well-my points seemed to be about the same as they usually are.
Monday morning, I took all the pieces with me to work, because I knew someone there was bound to have some superglue. I was in luck-Wade had some-and it was industrial strength. I put it on the broken bits, assembled it, and waited, holding my breath, for it to set. After a minute or so (yes, I gave it extra time, just to be careful) I put it on, carefully, and it stayed! It’s fixed! I had no problems with it yesterday, and so far today, I have no problems either (knock on wood). I haven’t yet run with it, so I don’t know how it’ll do with that, but I’m pretty confident it’ll stay put. I can’t tell you how glad I am that this was fixable with just a little superglue. And in case anyone is wondering, this time around, I didn’t stick myself to anything.

Short and Sweet

Usually, I hear others tell of their lives, and I'm a bit jealous. They always say stuff about how they're so busy, and they have a lot going on, and I think, man, I do nothing. I work, then when the work is over, I run/work out. It's not exciting, but it's what I do. This past week, however, I have gotten a taste of this life, and now, I have changed my mind. I like what I do, I like doing things in my own way, and at my own pace. I have seen the grass on the other side, and in my case, it's dead and browning. I had every intention of writing every night, to tell of my adventures, but I was way too tired! So now, I will do mini-stories, so you can enjoy my fun. And I learned something new every day!

Tuesday was my work party, and it was pretty fun. Chelle, Lissa and I golfed in the morning, and it was....well, lets just say I'm not the best at golfing. But on holes 3-6, I had some really good long shots. I was so proud! We had the BBQ later, and it was some pretty good food. And the ice cream bar was my favorite-I put like, seven different toppings on top of mine-it was delicious. Owlz game followed directly after, and, despite what we kept saying, Peej and I stayed for the whole game! This night, I learned that baseball can actually be a lot of fun-when it's done right. I don't really understand all the rules, but I screamed when others did, and heckled when I thought was necessary. Good job to the Owlz for winning. But I wish their stadium (field? What do you call places where they play baseball?) had slushies or slurpees or snow cones. So annoying that they didn't have anything like that!
Wednesday I went with Peej and her family up to Silver Lake for the evening. This night, I learned that I can't row a boat worth crap. I tried, and about 16 percent of the time, I succeeded! But on the whole, I am not good. I will leave that part to other people.
Thursday, went up to the Real game. We tied Houston at zeros, and I was frustrated the whole game. Why does every ref in the MLS hate us?! We're pretty good, and we don't talk back to the refs too much, so I don't understand why every one of them has a personal vendetta to take us down. It makes me sad. And while everyone is celebrating that we haven't yet lost at home, all I can think is, really? We're celebrating ties? When did this start happening? There were some fireworks after the game, set to the same crappy music as last year's spectacular was. Good job, Real peoples. I don't really remember learning anything new this day.
Friday, the fabulous 4th! Real had a reserves game at 8:30, so of course, we had to leave here at 7:00 to get to the field on time. The reason it's that early is because we also have to squeeze in the pre-game run to Starbucks. If only there was one more on the way to the game, but its kinda far, so we have to calculate that into our time. We won, yea, and then we did some shopping. The thing I learned this day is that when all I eat is sugar, I get sick, really easily. Turns out, you need regular, real food in your body. Weird, right? Later in the afternoon, we were at Peej's house, and we did this thing that involved 2-liter soda bottles, water, and an air pressure machine. Essentially, you'd fill the bottle up with water (not the whole thing, maybe half or so) and then place it on this PVC pipe contraption. You'd then put the air pressure valve onto the pipe, and when the pressure got high enough, you let go of the bottle, and it would fly up into the air, soaking you. It was so fun-and it totally hurt my hand. I didn't describe it that well, I don't think, but I think you get the general idea. After some barbecue and fireworks, I was ready to call it a night.

So that's my week. I didn't get a whole lot done, but it was a lot of fun. As for the weekend, I learned that you really should never trust the color of hair dye on a box. You might be thinking you're getting a fabulous color, but it comes out looking nothing like what you think it will. I do like the new color-but I wish it had come out closer to what I was thinking. The most important thing I learned though, is that however much I dread running each day (which sometimes, is a lot-I have to really motivate myself to do it) when I don't get the chance to do it, I miss it. I feel all sluggish the more days I don't run. This won't make every day a blessing to run, but at least now I know how it is when I go without it-which makes me actually appreciate it.

If there's one thing I hate worse...

I hate doing laundry. I can't think of anyone that particularly likes to do laundry, but I loathe it. I avoid it, I put it off for as long as humanly possible. I like to see how long I can go between loads. Luckily, I have too many clothes, so it can be a long time. And underpants-I have many of those, and they are quite important! I never remember that I'm out of clothes until it's almost too late. I see the underpant drawer getting more and more empty, and I keep thinking, oh, I should wash some clothes. (Yes, this drawer is the one that I use to gauge how low on clothes I'm getting) For the past week or so, I've been noticing this, but I kept thinking I've had plenty of time to do so.
This week has been really busy. I keep meaning to blog about everything going on, but I just don't have the time to do so! Tuesday was the work party, which ended the day with a baseball game that went late-ish, and Wednesday saw PJ and I up at a lake, until late again. As we sat in our "boat" circling the lake, I remembered that Friday is Independence Day! I then realized also, that my designated 4th of July shirt was dirty. Since it's patriotic, I also wore it on Flag Day. Which, if I'm not mistaken, was June 14th. That could be wrong though, I'm not going to stand by that statement. And I realized that I don't have the time in the upcoming days to do my laundry, so the burden has fallen onto right now. I usually like to go to bed ear;y. Especially right now, this week is wearing me out. I have not been going to bed at my usual time at all. But instead of going to sleep early, dreaming of...whatever it is I dream of, I am awake, watching old episodes of the Gilmore Girls, waiting for the blasted dryer to get finished. I've done the whites, and washed the darks, and now I'm just waiting for the darks to finish. I am not yet washing everything, because, if I don't get the sleep I need tonight, I will be Grumpy McGrumperstein tomorrow, and I can't be that! We have a game! Real is playing Houston, and after we win (I hope, but don't actually think that'll happen) there is a fireworks extravaganza! It'll be super fun, so I can't be all bad-mooded out. Luckily, they serve hot dogs at these games, in case things do get out of hand!