This last week, I did three things for the first time:<\/p>\n
My parents were in town, and they dragged me up to Santa Rosa, where I determined that I don’t like red wine, nor dry wine. I did buy two bottles of Korbel champagne, though. And I learned all about champagne and had family style Italian food and most importantly, didn’t get sunburned<\/i>.<\/p>\n I got off work early and took CalTrain into the city. I tried the garlic fries. It was a very close game, boring in the fact that there weren’t many hits. But it ended in a splash of glory as Bonds hit a home run into the drink in the bottom of the 10th. Go Giants, I guess. I’ve lived in the SF bay area for nine years now, and I still hadn’t gone to a baseball game. In fact, I hadn’t gone to a baseball game in 12 years. July 28, 1991 to be exact. Bonus points to anyone who knows why that date is famous, minus points if I’ve already mentioned the reason to you. No points for using search engines.<\/p>\n I’d known you can do it, but never had. I mistakenly ordered two of the single-disc versions of Farscape instead of the dual-disc versions. Stupid ADV! Get a better numbering scheme!<\/b><\/ol>\n