This weekend was a spectacular time full of baseball, laughter, and food. So much food. Yum.
I love the Twins (Minnesota baseball, duh) but sometimes they just break my little heart. Katie told me that she wants a player from every Minnesotan sports team to be a pall bearer at her funeral. That way they can all let her down one last time. Aye-Oh!
At the ballpark today the band Farewell Milwaukee was playing and I really dug their sound. I lost some respect when one of the guys said "Root root root for the Yankees" during the seventh inning stretch. Some people have no sense.
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