I attended my first baseball game ever at Safeco field on Friday. We watched Seattle versus Denver, which was very appropriate considering a year and half ago we were deciding on which one of those cities to live in. Josh stressed how important the food part of the experience was, so we made short work of no less than two supersized hot dogs, beer, chili cheese nachos, dippin dots, and kettle corn. It was pretty awesome. Here I am, thirsty as hell, and yet I’m squeezing in another kernel of salty popcorn:

The weather was perfect and we had great seats right behind home plate. Other then a traffic jam on our way out, the evening was well spent.