see a pro baseball game. It was some good expensive hot dog n' beer
fun. Ichiro Suzuki got kicked out of the game for arguing a strike. A
loud heckler sitting close to us annoyed us to hell. Our feet got stuck
to the floor.
Ah, baseball.
Afterwards, we met with a few Toronto area friends and had a gay
old time at Everest (on Queen) for dinner. I had never spent my
birthday in Toronto before. There's a first for everything.
