It’s Sunday. I will need to read the paper in the car. Because we are going to the Giants game today. We have brunch in triples alley then we get seats right below the “K”s that hang in right field. Should be a blast. It’s also replica cable car day too. Lots going on. We are late getting moving because Emily is slow. She got up before me and started to get ready. When I got up I fed all the animals and made breakfast. And then got ready. Before her.
Linda called about our tour of rental homes yesterday. We are going to pursue the house we both agreed on. There is another one available as of this coming Wednesday and if no lease signed by then I will go check it out.
We got off to sf. Finally. Traffic was fast. Except, as usual, at the toll booths. There is wqs on lockdown. Emily drove even trough she hates driving in the city. Good day to drive there, early on a weekend. Not much in the way of cars on he street. We got to the parking garage in spite of navigation system. Parked fast and got lost on the way out. They have been remodeling and it was confusing. Not to big a slowdown to our progress.
Got to will call out front of stadium. The ticket seller gave lousy instructions on how to get to triples alley. We managed to find entrance on the very back side of the stadium.
We picked up our prizes, root beer lollipops from See’s Candy and a replica cable car. And then of course, brunch. 
Brunch includes unlimited bottled beer, wine and mimosas. Which I see plenty of people taking advantage of. The bartender gives as much as you want. Nice.
While eating, Lou Seal came by to say hi. 
We are close friends, obviously.
We are waiting for our across field escort to the seats. Now I know how all these years people got out here. May do it again sometime.
Forgot to mention, See’s Candy, the sponsor of this , has a table full of candy for us too. Unlimited. That’s nice though my fave, peanut brittle, was not there.
Here’s a few shots from the centerfield perspective, on the field. 
You are very seldom allowed to get on the field let alone walk on it. I will be walking across it. Right where Hunter Pence walks. We are like brothers. Sort of.
Here are a few more shots. 
We are in top of the sixth. Madbum just gave up his third solo homer of the game. First two were back to back. Other than that, his line looks very good. Giants are now down 3-2 and they had to work harder for their runs. That never bodes well for the rest of the game. The temp here is 81 which is unheard of for SF. Of course, yesterday was 104. Breaking records everywhere. Our seats moved into the shade last inning and it has become more bearable. I think the last time we were here we bought three blankets. And hot chocolate. It was a regular freezing day at the ballpark. Much as I complain about how hot it is here, I like it way better than the norm.
So it’s been all Cards for the last three innings we just put in our third pitcher. He managed to get the last out of the inning. With bases loaded. It’s 7-2 Cards. Yuck. We are up again. And Pence strikes out. Like I said, all Cards
I just lost the 50/50 raffle too. Can this day please get a little better? Please?
Well game over. And the fat guy hanging over on me from the next seat has left. About time. 9 innings ofnthat is gross. Like being in an airplane aeated next to an obnoxious loser.
We hung out about ten minutes and walked back to parking garage. Then we hung out in the car for ten minutes waiting for traffic to dissipate. Well, it worked. We left and we were on the 80 in under ten minutes.
We are at The Dead Fish in Crockett. Marika is going to meet us here. She is on the 37 and on her way. Should be here soon.
We had the calamari while waiting for the kid to get here. 
I ordered a cocktail, a margarita. I prefer a back bar margarita which is usually made with all the good stuff. Made fresh. Well here the waiter only allowed me to choose the tequila. Which is weird. And the drink was lousy. So I sent it back. That’s twice in two weeks. I am on a roll. I ordered a Mule instead. It’s better but not great. Emily thinks the Dead Fish is slipping a little.
Salads arrived and were better than advertised, see they can do things right. Seriously, the Dead Fish has fantastic food. But I realize now, cocktails are not that good.
I have been here so many times that this time I actually ordered the chicken just to be different. I know, order chicken in a fish house I must be stupid. I am, but that’s not why. I just wanted something I had not tried yet. Marika joined in, chicken for two is on the menu. Emily had to order seafood pasta. Odd woman out. It will probably be the best dish.
Emily’s was good but not the best. The kettle baked chicken was very good. And different. It was enough to keep us from ordering dessert. We were all stuffed.
So we all headed out across the Al Zampa bridge, headed for home. Marika tailed us to the 37 offramp. We continued on 80, of course, and got home about 8. Emilynis not feeling well and has been complaining about having a migraine most of the day. Hard to say what caused it but I know they are really unpleasant. I have n ve had one so can’t speak from experience. I am also glad I don’t get migraines because watching her have one is painful enough.
I fed the dogs, an hour and a half past dinner time. They, as usual, acted as if they have never been fed. Believe me, they have.
Now all seems settled in the house. And it’s quiet. Time for bed.