8.24.2006

go orioles! ... no wait ... they suck

At least I got to see Camden Yards, which is probably one of the coolest (if not THE coolest) part in Major League Baseball. But this was no upper-deck kinda game. Matt, being the clutch friend that he is, invited me to partake in free club-level seats he got from a coworker with season tickets. We figured this meant pricier beer and $20 sandwiches (Matt even came prepared with sandwiches and chips to spare my poor student income.)

As it turns out, when you drop some serious change on a season package you get better prices AND better choices in food. We ordered two Kings of Beer, fried chicken, fries, cheese steak and spent significantly less than you would on the mortgage payment you usually would on baseball stadium concessions. All you gotta do is make the down payment up front and promise them the soul of your first-born child. No big.

What made it even better after we went up the special escalator for club-level seat holders and through the glass doors into the fancy air-conditioned hallway with the cheesecakes on rolling carts and the imported beers flowing freely from the taps, was the usher who led us down to our seats in the front section. I figured she was just a decorative escort, but no. As we reached our aisle, she spritzed the chairs and wiped them down. She WIPED DOWN OUR SEATS AT A BASEBALL GAME! I don't think I can ever sit in the upper deck again. It was also pretty nice having a waiter take our food order and bringing us beer.

OK, I take it back. I can sit in the upper deck. That's where the real fun happens. Ya know, where the seats are less than $10 and spent twice as much on a few beers. But there just seems to be more solidarity up there where the air is thinner. That said, a few classmates have already agreed that we need to partake in the Nationals' $3 nosebleed seat special. Oh yes, they're still desperate to reel in the fans. Which is fine by me. Doing my wallet a favor.

Anyhow, last night was great. Even if the Orioles blow and can't play defense to save their lives.

Today consisted of my third trip to Target -- my desk doesn't have drawers so I need stuff to organize the few items I allow myself to pile up on the desk. I also hit up Home Goods after listening to Cindy rave about it for a year. It's like a Nordstrom Rack for dishes, towels, sheets, etc. You know, home goods. Get it? With $60 I got myself a mattress pad, tea kettle, fancy balsamic vinegar and mustard, coasters, glasses and a few other little things. Good deal, eh? If you've got one nearby, I'd recommend it.

Tonight I dined with some new neighborhood friends. Last year when I was applying for schools, I mentioned to Christie that I was looking at Georgetown's public policy program. She put me in touch with her friend Liz, who did just that. After Liz read what I was interested in she directed me to the program I start tomorrow. Needless to say, she was pretty instrumental in that turn of fate. And now she's a neighbor! Well, sort of. She and her husband Brian live just over the freeway from me, so we met in our little downtown Shirlington tonight for dinner at Luna, my new favorite neighborhood joint (and their's, too!) It's great knowing that I have cool people I can call on when I need to find the Home Depot or am looking for good Lebanese food (they've given me a good recommendation already.)

In honor of them, I've added Liz's blog to my links. You should read her blog. She's a good writer and smart -- hell, she got her master's at Georgetown. ;)

P.S. Orientation is tomorrow at 9 a.m. Wish me luck!

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