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Feb. 12th, 2009 11:38 pmThe city is all decked out for the NBA All Star Game this weekend. The entire Bank of America building has been silk screened with an ad for T.Mobile featuring Dwyane Wade, Yao Ming, and Dwight Howard. They light it up at night and it looks pretty awesome, I have to admit. I don't know if we've had anything like that before.
I went to the Jam Session yesterday with Garrett; it was very busy, and it was nice, but we kept looking at each other like, "We need moar kidz." It was very much a kid-centric environment, not a lot to do for adults. They had a court set up on the second level, so we went to check it out. It's just a temporary structure, obviously, and quite unstable. I was getting motion sickness just from sitting in the bleachers. Then they starting pelting us with t-shirts, and everyone went crazy screaming for them, and that made me kind of woozy as well. Then they pulled kids from the audience and let them shoot free throws. I was sitting there like o.O wondering if there was anything else that might happen. For the longest time, nothing did. As I said, we clearly needed to have kids to fully appreciate this experience.
As it was, we simply left and went to the Hard Rock Cafe. I ordered the pulled pork sandwich and tried not to pass out. I was not feeling right, after walking around on an empty stomach and sitting in rickety stands.
I'm looking forward to Saturday, though. That should be really entertaining. It had better be, anyway, given what I was charged for these tickets.
Tomorrow I'm going to the doctor for my annual exam, and I'm kind of bleh about it. I have to explain how I think I'm allergic to like 65% of what I eat nowadays, and how I've been coughing for a month straight, and so on. Generally I'm the picture of health, but not this year. It's actually kind of annoying. I really prefer being able to say I'm exercising a lot, I eat right, I feel great, thanks for refilling my prescription for the pill, see you in 12 months.
Also, I think I'm going through NFL withdrawals, as weird as that is to type. It's only been, like, five days, and I'm already restless and yearning for August. I don't know what I'll do. Watch a lot of tennis, I suppose, but it's not the same, not when I'm still all fluttery for this other boy.
( To cope, I'll just hang out here in the corner and picspam a little. )
I went to the Jam Session yesterday with Garrett; it was very busy, and it was nice, but we kept looking at each other like, "We need moar kidz." It was very much a kid-centric environment, not a lot to do for adults. They had a court set up on the second level, so we went to check it out. It's just a temporary structure, obviously, and quite unstable. I was getting motion sickness just from sitting in the bleachers. Then they starting pelting us with t-shirts, and everyone went crazy screaming for them, and that made me kind of woozy as well. Then they pulled kids from the audience and let them shoot free throws. I was sitting there like o.O wondering if there was anything else that might happen. For the longest time, nothing did. As I said, we clearly needed to have kids to fully appreciate this experience.
As it was, we simply left and went to the Hard Rock Cafe. I ordered the pulled pork sandwich and tried not to pass out. I was not feeling right, after walking around on an empty stomach and sitting in rickety stands.
I'm looking forward to Saturday, though. That should be really entertaining. It had better be, anyway, given what I was charged for these tickets.
Tomorrow I'm going to the doctor for my annual exam, and I'm kind of bleh about it. I have to explain how I think I'm allergic to like 65% of what I eat nowadays, and how I've been coughing for a month straight, and so on. Generally I'm the picture of health, but not this year. It's actually kind of annoying. I really prefer being able to say I'm exercising a lot, I eat right, I feel great, thanks for refilling my prescription for the pill, see you in 12 months.
Also, I think I'm going through NFL withdrawals, as weird as that is to type. It's only been, like, five days, and I'm already restless and yearning for August. I don't know what I'll do. Watch a lot of tennis, I suppose, but it's not the same, not when I'm still all fluttery for this other boy.
( To cope, I'll just hang out here in the corner and picspam a little. )
