Two out of three of those were ACTUALLY today.
Today my family went out for a "family afternoon". It ended up being a pointless four-hour cruise around Salem. My dad asked if there was something we hadn't done in a while that we wanted to do. The only reply I could think of was, "In Salem???"
But in the end I got a small frosty out of the ordeal.
After that we went to Walery's Pizza for dinner. Highlight of my life. Seriously, it is a highlight of my life every time I enter that fine establishment.
After that, finally saw my dad's massage office and the guy he shares the rent with.
Finally, I came home and played "Fallout 3" for about 3 hours. Geez, I seriously have no life. But it's okay. I could bomb post-apocalyptic super mutants with mini nukes all day.
Goodness, I sound like such a NERD!
Anyhoo... tonight we're seeing "Me, Myself and Irene" and then tomorrow we're going to watch the "Pirates of the Caribbean" movies in order. I am currently mentally preparing myself for that 8+ hour ordeal.
I sincerely hope to eat more pizza tomorrow. With lots and LOTS of pepperoni!!! (Apologies to Hannah and all other herbivores out there)
Monday, June 29, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
To all of those INGRATES who believe professional sports are a waste of time and money...
...seriously?
Don't be fooled, good citizens of this country, brothers and sisters in watching the ever-unfolding drama that is professional sports. These naysayers do put up a convincing argument. Some say that spending millions of dollars on the salary of a single athlete is criminal, or that sports is for people too irresponsible to live a purposeful life or is too wasteful in a time of economic crisis.
Ha...economic crisis...
What economic crisis?
Just last night I went to a Seattle Mariners game. It was my first major league baseball game ever, and I was excited to go, even though my family (consisting of my sister, who didn't care about the game, my mother, who had no clue what happened on any given play, and my father, with whom I regularly go to Salem-Keizer Volcanoes games) was feeling so free as to buy seats in the...top level...
Wait.
Rewind.
The story of getting to the game was even better.
We planned on taking the car and using our GPS to find Safeco Field. As we walk out to the car, my dad makes a crack about having a flat tire. I reach the other side of the car and realize that his joke suddenly wasn't so funny. With less than an hour until the game, we caught a bus to the stadium and proceeded to walk in on the first inning.
So I was saying...
As I watched the game, I began to smell an odor. At first it was a faint, sweet smell and eventually became what will forever be my vision of the smell of Safeco Field.
Garlic.
At Mariners games, the concessions stands sell garlic fries called "rally fries". Apparently, they are a popular menu item.
Just about every other person had a tray full of them.
The tray: six dollars.
Now, a capacity crowd at Safeco Field is 47,116 people. You do the math.
Or rather, I'll do it for you.
If every other person in the crowd bought ONLY one tray of "Rally Fries" and nothing else the whole game, the income gathered would be $141,348.
Rally Fries.
Alone.
That doesn't count often multiple beers per person for the drinkers, and the soda, ballpark dogs, pizza and what not.
$141,348 in one night.
With 81 home games a year, that amounts to $11,449,188 a year.
The cheapest tickets to a home game are around $15. Even charging $15 a person for the whole stadium (let's not even get into box seats, different levels, executive suites...e.t.c...) at capacity Safeco Field would bring in $706,740 a game.
$57,245,940 a season.
Charging the minimum price for the whole of a capacity crowd.
Point in case: people are still spending money on professional sports teams. A LOT of money.
So much, in fact, that professional sports is one of the only reasons that this economy of ours survives today.
But more importantly...
Bottom of the eight, Mariners need a run in order to be up going into the last inning. With two outs, a lone run gets belted over the back wall of Safeco Field. The stands erupted.
In truth, what the American people need the most right now is not the most stable economy in the world.
No, as a country of optimism, progressivism and mixed cultures, there is but one thing we need:
Somebody to cheer for.
Don't be fooled, good citizens of this country, brothers and sisters in watching the ever-unfolding drama that is professional sports. These naysayers do put up a convincing argument. Some say that spending millions of dollars on the salary of a single athlete is criminal, or that sports is for people too irresponsible to live a purposeful life or is too wasteful in a time of economic crisis.
Ha...economic crisis...
What economic crisis?
Just last night I went to a Seattle Mariners game. It was my first major league baseball game ever, and I was excited to go, even though my family (consisting of my sister, who didn't care about the game, my mother, who had no clue what happened on any given play, and my father, with whom I regularly go to Salem-Keizer Volcanoes games) was feeling so free as to buy seats in the...top level...
Wait.
Rewind.
The story of getting to the game was even better.
We planned on taking the car and using our GPS to find Safeco Field. As we walk out to the car, my dad makes a crack about having a flat tire. I reach the other side of the car and realize that his joke suddenly wasn't so funny. With less than an hour until the game, we caught a bus to the stadium and proceeded to walk in on the first inning.
So I was saying...
As I watched the game, I began to smell an odor. At first it was a faint, sweet smell and eventually became what will forever be my vision of the smell of Safeco Field.
Garlic.
At Mariners games, the concessions stands sell garlic fries called "rally fries". Apparently, they are a popular menu item.
Just about every other person had a tray full of them.
The tray: six dollars.
Now, a capacity crowd at Safeco Field is 47,116 people. You do the math.
Or rather, I'll do it for you.
If every other person in the crowd bought ONLY one tray of "Rally Fries" and nothing else the whole game, the income gathered would be $141,348.
Rally Fries.
Alone.
That doesn't count often multiple beers per person for the drinkers, and the soda, ballpark dogs, pizza and what not.
$141,348 in one night.
With 81 home games a year, that amounts to $11,449,188 a year.
The cheapest tickets to a home game are around $15. Even charging $15 a person for the whole stadium (let's not even get into box seats, different levels, executive suites...e.t.c...) at capacity Safeco Field would bring in $706,740 a game.
$57,245,940 a season.
Charging the minimum price for the whole of a capacity crowd.
Point in case: people are still spending money on professional sports teams. A LOT of money.
So much, in fact, that professional sports is one of the only reasons that this economy of ours survives today.
But more importantly...
Bottom of the eight, Mariners need a run in order to be up going into the last inning. With two outs, a lone run gets belted over the back wall of Safeco Field. The stands erupted.
In truth, what the American people need the most right now is not the most stable economy in the world.
No, as a country of optimism, progressivism and mixed cultures, there is but one thing we need:
Somebody to cheer for.
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