Back at the beginning of the year, while I was in the midst of great personal upheaval, I decided I’d make the last few months “The Summer of Bluz.” I vowed to do fun things, go places, see stuff, and step out of my comfort zone.
Well, with the calendar about to flip over to October (and a couple of high profile birthdays… Hi Jess!), I figure it’s a good time to tally up the activities and see if The Summer of Bluz lived up to the hype.
The summer’s travel tally was four trips: one to Toledo to see my buddies, one to Pittsburgh for a wedding, and two to Florida to see my folks. Sounds like a lot, but it’s really not any different from most other summers. Only wrinkle was that 2nd trip to Florida, for my mom’s 75th birthday.
So the travel aspect is kind of a fail, although I do maintain that I’ve been trying to recoup the money I spent during the Winter of my Discontent. I wasn’t looking for any big ticket trips or hotel stays. Maybe next year.
Well, there is definitely a trip to Pittsburgh slated for the end of next March. Sitcom Kelly and I (and her sister) have Penguins tickets, so we’re booked for a couple of nights dahntahn. Pittsburgh bloggers, make a note.
Just one, seeing Boston, in August.
But I have a ticket in hand to see comic folk singer Todd Snider later this month. More on him as the date draws near.
Saw seven movies in the theater, this summer:
Captain America-The Winter Soldier… Loved it.
Godzilla… Loved it.
X-Men-Days of Future Past… Loved it.
Edge of Tomorrow… Loved it.
Monty Python Live (Mostly)… Really loved it.
Dawn of the Planet of the Apes… Really loved it.
Yes, I saw all of those movies by myself. For “Lucy,” there was only one other guy in the theater. When the movie was over, he left before I did, so I spent several minutes pretending I had my own personal movie theater.
I ran around and sat in different places, just to assess the view. Like in the last row, against the wall, and then up in the very front section. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the seats up there recline, so you can lean back and take it all in. I still wouldn’t sit up there by choice, but it would do in a pinch.
Ah, here’s where I spent all my time and money.
This summer I went to 16 Orioles games, (which is a personal record, and I’m not done yet), 2 minor league baseball games, and the Ohio State/Navy game. So that’s 19 games, plus Fridays ALDS Orioles/Tigers game, and Saturday’s Ohio State/Maryland game to come. I’ve also got tickets to an Orioles/Tigers Game 5, if there is one.
Since the O’s games took up most of my time this summer, let’s take a closer look at the numbers. (Here’s where my Sports Event Tracking Sheet comes up big!)
Of the 16 games thus far…
* The Orioles have won 10 and lost 6. (I rooted against them during the two games against the Pirates, so my rooting interest was 8-8.)
* I sat in club seats 7 times, upper deck 2 times, forward in the lower bowl 5 times and under the deck in the lower bowl, twice.
* The best game jersey mojo was with my orange Nick Markakis jersey, which was 3-1. Only jersey I wore without a win was a white Chris Davis (0-2). I had two other jerseys at 1-1 and three at 1-0.
* I saw 8 games with Sitcom Kelly. The O’s were 5-3 during those games, including the one that clinched the division, so the numbers say that Sitcom Kelly is not the bad omen she thinks she is.
* Six of the games were giveaway nights, which earned me three shirts, two bobble-heads, and a Wild Bill Hagy hat.
After adding these to the others in my closet, I have more orange t-shirts than any one man should ever have.
Since around February, I started collecting these, to bring in to work, where a co-worker is collecting them for charity.
Now, it’s not ALL from beer, but mostly is. There may be a couple of sodas in there. And I didn’t drink them all, but I drank most of them. There may be a couple from Sitcom Kelly.
Well, I didn’t do everything this summer I imagined I might, but I did pretty well, for me. I never really stepped out of my comfort zone, other than doing the March of Dimes Walk for Babies. But that was a first step. (OK, it was four miles worth of first steps.)
I didn’t meet any new ladies, other than that gap-toothed gal down at The Bullpen, and the tiny, chesty blonde in the upper deck at Camden Yards. But I admit I’m not hunting in a target rich environment. I took a look at an invite to a Planned Parenthood Chocolate Tasting soiree, but was put off by the $250-$1000 price of admission. Maybe once I become independently wealthy…
I went to my local sports bar for semi-regular Friday happy hours all summer, but not much came of it, aside from a full belly and a pleasant buzz. Clientele-wise, it seemed to be the Dance of the Dead in there, when it’s not a football Sunday.
But I’ve enjoyed my summer and you won’t hear me complaining about it. It was cool… so very cool, in fact, I never had to turn on the A/C once this summer. That’s another personal record. I don’t think I’ve ever made it past the 4th of July before.
So now, let’s see how I do with the rest of the year. I almost called it The Fall of Bluz, but it sounds like I’m the Roman Empire. And The Autumn of Bluz sounds like I’m at death’s door. So I don’t have any snappy titles for this next period.
Maybe The Post-Summer of Bluz? The Pre-Christmas Bluz? The Year End Bluz?
I don’t know, I’ll just see what happens next.