September 22, 2007
Mormon night at the Nationals
I went to this BYU alumni pizza party/baseball game only for the pizza really, although I was ID'd by a t least 4 people.
Right off the metro, I had the urge to use the little boy's facilities but I did not have a ticket yet... I finally found the group, got my ticket, and ate some pizza. I assumed most of the people did not know me and I them.
It was kind of strange though. Being among them felt more enjoyable than among random people on the metro ride home.
I was wondering at what point in the game, I would take off. When they searched my bag, I remembered that to waste some time before getting to the stadium, I went to CVS. They probably would not let me take the Drain-o stuff in, I thought just before he told me so.
Well, good thing there was a port-a-piss thing in the parking lot. I grabbed my bag and fought the mob back to the metro. Some guy saw me holding a ticket and asked if I was selling. He looked disappointed with the $4 setting assignment and was about to walk away but I told him he could keep it.