Last night we headed out to Queens for the Mets game.
It was my first major league baseball game, so I was pretty excited.
Not because I care about baseball (I don't) or because I think many of the Mets players are nice to look at (they're not), but because going to a Mets game really secured our new roles as New Yorkers. Plus, I had heard that they serve ice cream in miniature baseball helmets. And I will buy almost anything miniaturized.
Not intending to make an example of you, Willie Harris. You're an okay looking guy.
We stayed until the 7th inning. Baseball is a very long game.
But we quite enjoyed ourselves. And I'm checking that one off of my bucket list.
