Random perspectives from Cleveland

Last night, we did not raid any grocery stores for their ice cream.

Lindsay took me to the Indians game. We had club seats. Unlike the Cavs at the Q, the Indians do club seats right. We had all the food and drinks we wanted, included in the price of admission. I ate so much that I made myself sick. Pizza, pasta, burgers, hot dogs, stir fry, nachos, pretzels, a meat carving station, ice cream, popcorn... you name it, and it was available. It was basically like a big sports bar (they had the Cavs playoff game on too) with all the food inside, and a nice dining area. Then outside, if you wanted to... you know... actually sit in your seats, the vendors were brining around food too. Who wants a hot dog? I do! Here you go. Just handing them out. It was great. A+