Yankees Game
I'm headed to a Yankees game, and I love going to a night game, especially when it's after work. As the 4 train gets closer and closer to the stadium, it's mainly only people going to the game on board and there's this awesome sense of camaraderie. I also love seeing the business suits dwindle out and more jerseys and t-shirts fill the carts. On occasion I've seen several business guys take off their suits and ties and change into their Yankee apparel on the subway, while sneaking some sips from the beer cans stuck in their pockets. It's just so relaxing knowing you are not going to be doing work and going to a game. Where you'll pay way too much for drinks and a dog, but they will never taste as refreshing or delicious anywhere else.

It's funny with my baseball hat on, I look so much younger. At the gate, I usually get handed a free gift that they only give to those under 16, lol. Meanwhile, of course none of my friends are given one. I vary from being insulted to happy that I got something free stuff. I was pissed a couple of years ago when I was 21 and brought my 15 year old friend, whose like my younger brother and they wouldn't give him the t-shirt despite being the appropriate age, yet handed me one without a second glance. OUCH! I was like I drove him here! WTF?

I can't believe they are going to rebuild the stadium. It's the second oldest stadium and the house that Ruth built and the place where Dimagio and Mantle played at. It should be restored not rebuilt. Grr!

Update: Yanks win 6 to 1, Go Matsui! And Bill Clinton was at the game, he waved to everyone before the game started and then hung out in the owners box with Steinbrener.

Should I blog, or should I go?
Lately, more and more people that I know are reading my blog and I'm finding I have to censor myself a bit. I don't mean cursing, fuck that! ;) I mean I have to obviously watch who I talk about, not that I went around bad mouthing anyone before, but still I feel more confined now. It's not so much my friends, but the little acquaintances that know me and crushes.

What I never understood in Sex and the City was that none of Carrie's boyfriends or friends seemed to have read her column. Wouldn't you read your friends or girlfriends column? Just to see what they were saying about you or to get some advice? Why weren't some of her exes angry with her for sharing so much about their relationship?

Anyway on that note, the date the other day with Subway Guy went very well, despite my friends fears that I would get kidnapped, yada yada yada. It was an 8 hour date (mid afternoon to night) lots of walking around the city, 14th Street to Battery Park to the East Village. It was really nice being outside so much. I got blisters on my feet though, but it was a pretty great first date!

My obsession
I'm so excited, I just can't hide it! Because two more great shows just came out on DVD and I definitely like it!



I swear I'm addicted to buying TV shows on DVD. Take a look at the list of the other shows that I own already:
West Wing (seasons 1-4)
Friends (seasons 1-8)
Alias (seasons 1-3)
Just Shoot Me (seasons 1&2)
Mary Tyler Moore (season 1)
Who's The Boss (season 1)
Taxi (seasons 1&2)
Mad About You (season 1)
Night Court (seasons 1&2)
Murphy Brown (season 2)
Sex and The City (seasons 1,2,3)
Designing Women (best of eps)
Golden Girls (season 1)
Family Guy (season 1&2)
Fraiser (season 1,2,3)

I do not want to think of how much that collection has cost me over the years or how many paychecks it equals. I just know that most of the box sets cost around $45 each. grr, damn my obssession! The sadder thing is that most have never even been opened, since I've seen all the episodes already.

The C Word
Like most women, I'm not a fan of the C word. I think we are programed to cringe when hearing it. Yet, women do use it when referring to other women. Is this liberating? I don't know, I just can't do it myself. Not that I don't curse like a sailor, but I still cannot bring myself to use that word in an argument.

I have a girlfriend that randomly uses the word 'twat' in conversation and it makes my eyes go wide, but it also makes me laugh. I guess it's all in how it's used.

I digress. Yesterday, I was walking with a friend on Bleeker Street in the West Village, not too far away from my apartment and this woman walking a little yappy dog rams right into me like she's a lineman from the Packers. My friend gasped and she wasn't even hit. Yet, this Paris Hilton wannabe looked at me like I was the rudest person for being in her way and walking in a straight line. She then calls me the C word in a British accent, which I think was fake. Despite having lived in London for 6 months, I didn't understand her.

I had thought she called me someone's name, like she thought she knew me or something. Not that anyone is really named Colt. So here I am thinking, or she has mistaken me from somebody named Colt and walked into me in confusion. In all sincerity, I respond "Did you say my name?" My friend gasps again and the woman huffs away, her dog squirming in front of her.

My friend who is now laughing goes, "Good come back!" Still clueless, I say "what?" My friend repeats that it was a good response to her calling me the C word. A sea of red filled my eyes and I freak out going, that *bleep* called ME a C---? I almost ran after her.

I calmed down a bit with some Tasty Delight (only 10 calories and it actually tastes good) but the nerve of her! Ramming into me and then calling a stranger that. Some people!

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