Thursday, June 26, 2008

Day 3: St. Louis to Chicago

Made it to Chicago. Nice to get a short drive for once, but of course we had a time constraint that caused us to get up wicked early again to get on the road. Here's what we did today:
Here are some more pictures along the way and of the final destination:
Finally a town named after a character from the office.

The famous Chicago skyline.

Doing my best "Chicago Superfan" impression.

Personally I'd pay more attention to a bear running around the stands and be a little too distracted to look out for foul balls.

This guy got beer real fast every time he put his sign up.

We made it just in time for the second inning of the game and were able to catch all ELEVEN runs that the Orioles were able to score. That's right - the Baltimore Orioles came in an wiped the floor with the National League leading Cubs. You know it's a rough game when Kevin Millar picks up an RBI on a bases loaded walk. Result aside, this was a great place to watch a game. The atmosphere was similar to Fenway in that the streets were packed leading towards the field and the noise level was very high during the entire game. You could hear people chattering about everything as the innings progressed. Even with the score so out of hand, people were cheering every Cub player (aside from Jason Marquis, the starting pitcher).

After the game we had some down time in Lindy's apartment where packed up the last of her stuff and threw out other things. We met some friends at the Chicago Diner for some vegetarian chow where I learned just how much fake meat is too much. The fake meat, forgive me if I forget the actual terminology for it, was very spongy in consistency. One of our fellow diners was quick to compare it to a piece of white bread that is traditionally served at the bottom of a Texas barbecue in order to sponge up the remaining flavor and sauce.


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mykill said...

Paul eats so many Filet O' Fish sandwiches every day that he "Expands for free" all on his own....

...his waistline, that is!


mykill said...

I went to sleepaway camp so long ago, that it was the Stone Age. No, but seriously, it wasn't the stone age... it was the Ice Age!

No, really, it was the Stone Age.

When I was at camp, my favorite activity was always arts and crafts. Or, as we used to call it: arts and farts and crafts. We used to make drawings... cave drawings! Which is my way of saying we were cave men.

I went to camp so long ago, that I can remember saying "sticks and stones may break my bones" and meaning it! I went to camp so long ago that fucking Jesus Christ was my counselor! And my best friend hadn't fully evolved yet! His name was Ug and he walked on all fours!

There were two epidemics when I went to camp: head lice, and the plague - the Bubonic plague!