Memorably

From a random Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome Twins game in 2004.  It was a work event and we got field access after the game.  That's how I got a close up of the base and Twins logo.  The look on that EMT's face is priceless.

Techie Corner – Digital cameras weren't the greatest in 2004, but mine did ok.  I was using my very first digital camera – a 5 megapixel point-and-shoot Pentax Optio 555.  

Twinkie

 I was navigating the bowels of the building at work today and came across this guy.  I don't know how much baseball he gets to play down there, but the 12-year-old in me was mildly amused that it says "Twins" right where his..ahem..package would be located.

Dexterity

This just in, a basketball star with three arms successfully blocks a rival player.

Digging in the archives again.  Still looking through my father-in-law's slides from his school days.  Circa 1964.   Photo scanned with Epson V600.

Stuffy

After the football game last month,  we decided to walk to our vehicle, since it was close enough.  Looking at how tightly the light rail was stuffed, I think we made the right choice.

Experientially

I won tickets to the Vikings/Packers game on December 23rd.  It was my first time in US Bank Stadium and my first (and most likely, last) football game. 

I mainly wanted to go see the stadium, since I love architecture. Which turned out to be a good thing, because if I was interested in football, I would have been sorely disappointed. 

A new Vikings game record was made with 67,167 in attendance, but the stadium started bleeding purple as soon as it was obvious that the Vikings were going to lose.  I didn't mind, as it gave me a chance to start playing with the pano feature on my phone without a whole lot of people blocking my view. 

We stuck around after the Vikings were put out of their misery to avoid getting caught in the exiting throng.  I kept playing with the pano feature and today's image was my favorite shot: my wonderful husband with his fractured and disembodied pano hand, a sea of purple seats (not comfortable, I might add), and miscellaneous discarded flotsam and jetsam from fans.

Don't get me wrong, it was a very interesting experience and I enjoyed myself.  I just wish I had brought earplugs. 

Lacy

Catcher's mitt that belonged to my grandfather.

Underhandedly

One of my grandfather's softball mitts and ball.

Rusty

Carnage

Mt. Dew Down

Run Like the Wind

Paul Bunyan's Erector Set

Determination

Anticipation

Hey, Watch It with that Stick

On the Tip of his Tongue