Baseball Days

I had a nice weekend. On friday I went to an old haunt, The Bank. I’m surprised the bar tender their remembered me, as it had been almost a year since I had been there. Had a beer then came home.

I slept in on Saturday. At around noon I met my dad and my brother at Coors Field to watch the Rockies play the Expos. The Rockies lost, but I got to introduce my brother to the infamous Rockie Dog (a foot long hotdog with fresh onions, grilled onions, grilled red peppers, grilled green peppers, sauerkraut, and mustard). Only three places in the nation serve the Rockie Dog, and they all happen to be within 100 yards of each other. After the game me and my brother went over to my mom’s to celebrate mothers day (we were both in Vegas last weekend). We watched Piñero. It was just “ok”. I’d only recommend it to the right people. The chronology was difficult to follow. I don’t think I would have liked it had it not been biographical.

I got up early on Sunday morning and spent the morning at the coffee shop reading. Then I hopped on my bike and went tooling around town. I went to Revoluciones to check out the showing of Amy Flomberg’s work. It was all really good, I particularly liked the larger brighter pieces. Sherry Hern also had work there that was pretty good. I also spent some time at Denver Public Library and riding around the park.