One of those feelings

With as much travel as I’ve done over the prior two weekends, with hundreds of pictures to process, and thousands of words to brog, I finally feel like I’ve caught up to everything finally.  I’d been sitting down at my computer at home, or computer at work, or my laptop anywhere else trying to plug through a list in a text file that I’ve gradually whittled down throughout the last two weeks, and just this weekend, I’ve officially completed the list.

Now, it’s one of those feelings where it’s almost kind of hard to believe that I’m done with it all.  For once, I don’t have a jotted down note, written many days ago, reminding me of what I need to write.  It’s like I’ve forgotten what this feels like again, and I have no direction.  But I’m sure such will dissipate quickly the moment the inspiration to write strikes when I see the right stimulus.

Real Men Don’t Wear Small updates: Many

Hopefully, this will be the largest update I make for the 2012 season!  In this update, I have introduced four ballparks; two of which are two more MLB parks to bring my total count to 23/30, and two more minor league ballparks.  First, there are the respective homes to both the Giants and Athletics, AT&T Park in San Francisco, and the Oakland Coliseum in Oakland.  On the minor league front, I recently visited John Thurman Field, home of the high-A Modesto Nuts, in Modesto, California, and Five County Stadium, home of the high-A Carolina Mudcats, in Zebulon, North Carolina.

I also re-wrote the introductory page somewhat, tweaked some things, and changed out the big-ass intro image.  I felt like a little bit of change was necessary.

Photos: Pictures from Animazement

Alrighty, since I know definitively that there are people waiting to see these pictures, I may as well sadistically save them for last.  Or maybe I’m just going in chronological order?  Whichever.

So Saturday was really the only day that I took any pictures at Animazement, and over half of them are after I got drunk and it devolved into typical drunk people antics.  It’s fine, because as I alluded to while brogging from The Flying Saucer, I’m too old for this anime con shit, and there’s very little for me to do there, really.  Nevermind the fact that a miscommunication faux pas led to me actually paying for con admittance; something I haven’t done in like over 12 years, and that I essentially had a free room too, but there’s really nothing for me at anime cons, aside from hanging out with my friends, supporting my friends/acquaintances, and then boozing.

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Photos: Minor League Ball in Zebulon, North Carolina

For the most part, I ditched the first day of Animazement, because I wanted to go watch some minor league baseball instead.  I took like a total of maybe 3-4 photos from the con itself, but the rest of these photos are from the quaint and surprisingly large Five County Stadium, twenty-six miles east of the city, out in a place called Zebulon, North Carolina.

Overall, I liked Five County Stadium.  I won’t elaborate much, since I don’t really have a ton to say outside of my ballparks site, but I can’t say it was a bad experience at all.  Well worth the travel out, even if it meant forfeiting a potential night of drunken debauchery with my friends.

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Photos: Bay Area Trip, Day 3: Alcatraz, Oakland

The third day of the trip saw Huzzard and I opt to stay on the San Francisco side of the bay during the day.  From what I was told, and from what I could guess just from passing through, Oakland is about as desirable of a place to visit and hang out in as apparently, crossing any metaphorical train tracks in any instance.  So, we did the Alcatraz tour, and went to the hipster part of San Franscico, before taking the train into Oakland, and visiting the home of the Oakland Athletics.

Despite the fact that Oakland seems every bit the lower-class, sketchy segment of the Bay Area, I have to say that I really liked the Oakland Coliseum, even if it’s called the “O.co Coliseum,” yes, named after the company that was once known as Overstock.com.  Based on all of the things I heard, I was prepared to not like the Coliseum, and initial visuals of chain link fences, razor wire and late gate openings didn’t exactly help.

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Photos: Bay Area Trip, day 2: San Francisco

My primary reason for going to the Bay Area in the first place was because it was home to two more Major League ballparks that needed to be visited on my long-standing quest to visit all the MLB cities.  After a day of too much driving after too much flying, it was adventures in San Francisco via foot and rail.

As a whole, I don’t know how to really feel about San Francisco.  I think at its core, it’s one of those places I chalk up as “nice place to visit, but wouldn’t really want to live there.”  It’s funny, considering just how far north the Bay Area is, from like the borders into Latin America, but when the day is over, I’m convinced there’s significantly larger Hispanic numbers in San Francisco than I witnessed in Los Angeles and San Diego.

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Studies show that people can eat my tits

All throughout my life, I have taken a lot of criticism about how I always look angry.  Are you okay?  Is everything alright?  You look upset/mad/pissed about something.  Most of the time, I really am fine, regardless of the agitated-looking neutral facial appearance I have.  But don’t tell that to the segment of the world that believes that appearances do matter, and I can’t really say I blame them, because often times I think it too.

But it turns out, that those with “aggressive looks” are SCIENTIFICALLY PROVEN to be more generous, selfless and better human beings to their friends and close ones:

…men with angry, violent faces are actually far more likely to makes sacrifices for their close friends.

Well hey, if it was published by the National Institute of Health, it has to be true, right?

So do you hear that? Just because I look pissed doesn’t mean I am upset and homicidal.  I’m generous and selfless and put other people first like a kind and considerate motherfucker.  I’m more likely to be the best friend you never knew you had, if I don’t scare the shit out of you first.