yes, that's me on the left channelling bob dole. the game itself was pretty humdrum but the sox finally managed to win one that i went to. surely a monkey off their backs.
on the way out we saw a food cart with the slogan "see the food...be the food..." on its umbrella. chevy chase references aside i'm pretty sure they were cannibalizing their patrons. even more mysteriously, a car on the way home had the most cryptic bumper sticker i've ever come across. "no!, no! use a washer!" with a picture of an anthropomorphic screw chasing an anthropomorphic nut. now, enthusiasm for washers is reasonable enough, but i can't help but wonder why would someone be so open about it.