cupholders: the future of the world!

***this was one of my blogs on myspace...to formalize my switch to blogspot, i figured i would re-post my raptor's experience here, especially because i know there are at least two readers who will take interest...***

i went to my first (nba) basketball game last night! our seats were okay, but it looked like the people in the sprite zone were having a better time than everyone else - they got the blow-up stick thingies that you beat together when you are sitting behind the basket to distract the free-thrower...even though they weren't sitting behind the basket! thus they would have no way to distract the free-thrower! is that even allowed?! they also got t-shirts. clearly we didn't have the right seats.

the "yay, basketball games are fun" moments:
>the beer cups have lids on them so as to avoid spillage. these lids form a spout to drink out of. it's like a sippy cup, but for adults! it almost made canadian taste good. almost.
>we took the go train which was a fun experience that brought back memories of when i didn't have a car.
>free mo pete figurine that i can give to one of my brothers who would it enjoy it more than me.
>i almost got my picture taken with jerome williams. then i remembered that i don't even like basketball or JYD. still, the fact that i could have makes me a little excited.
>i have to admit, basketball is way more exciting to watch live than on tv. and i don't have to hear chuck swirsky, although i was tempted to try to throw things at his shiny head. i didn't.
>raptors won!

the "meh, is it over yet?" moments:
>no cup holders for said beer sippy cup. i guess that's part of the reason why they created them, since there is no holder. i think i've been spoiled by movie theatres and my car and those couches that you can buy that have cup holders in them. i think the bathtubs of the future will include cup holders. pants too.
>there was a fat guy sitting behind us that smelled like a melange of unwashed skin, cigarette smoke and a submarine (you know, the sandwich kind).
>the fat guy who smelled like a melange of unwashed skin, smoke and a submarine (you know, the sandwich kind) dropped a mayonnaise-covered piece of chicken in my hair. from his sub. good thing today was my turn to shower!
>while trying to assemble his mo pete figurine, kris broke off the hand that was holding the basketball. i shall tell the brother that is lucky enough to receive my figurine to handle with care.

as much as i didn't enjoy being showered with sandwich toppings, it was very fun! i may even go again one day if i am presented with free tickets again. hint hint.