The Mets and Citi Field

Last night, I had the pleasure of going to a Mets game with a couple of my good friends from the University. It was a beautiful evening, outside of a stray shower here and there, and that beautiful evening was complemented by the Mets winning a thrilling ballgame by the score of 6 to 4. It was a close game throughout, with both teams trading runs back and forth. I was glad to see the Mets win because to say that they are riddled with injuries is a vast understatement. But, I wanted to take some time to comment on the ballpark, which has been both praised and scrutinized by those who have seen it.

First off, I would like to commend the Mets organization and all of those involved on building such a beautiful ballpark. The design is so much more intimate and the ballpark has a "small" feel to it because of how close everything is. The seats really are much closer to the field and you can see the game beautifully even from the cheapest seat in the ballpark. I highly recommend coughing up the $15 minimum to attend a game.

With that said, there are a few problems that are like "epic fails" because they came out of good intentions. After all, nothing is perfect.

• In bringing the upper deck closer to the action, the architects overlooked the fact that doing so will cut off the outfield corners. Sitting in the left-field outfield seats (circa sections 520+) will mean you can't see all of the left-field corner; the same is true for right-field.
• The out of town scoreboard, on the roof over left field, is mounted so it comes down, significantly blocking the view of those seated in the last few rows out there. (unfortunately, they don't get a discounted ticket.) Let's move that scoreboard in the off-season, okay?

Synopsis of a Dream

Adding to the already interesting "dream synopsis" collection that has began with iepoch and zcrescendo, I have one to add to the collection. This is one that came out of nowhere, was random, and really leaves me nowhere; there is nothing I can do to "follow up" on this dream or anything like that. The details are quite scattered, considering the dream was from last night, but there is a girl involved. (No it's not a XXX dream, come on!)

Anyway, the girl, whom I will call "Viola," and I were enjoying an interesting evening. We were just relaxing on my bed, watching television, and talking about this or that. One thing I remember, oddly enough, is that we were sitting on my bed in my old room in Brooklyn. It so vividly reminded me of that room in the setup, the wall color, and of course the crappy desktop computer in the corner that never seemed to work. But it was just a little odd. I mean, I had been on and off crushing on Viola, having circumstances that made me realize the crush was worthless. But, as I sat with Viola, talking with her, it felt very real, and honestly it felt very cool. If only it was reality, but alas she is back in the place she calls home and will be there until September.

Then, the dream turned odder. Viola and I were now revisiting my high school days, heading to J.F.K. Airport for my third tour of Japan with the "Brooklyn Catholic High School" Jazz Band and Choir. Oddly enough, Viola the girl was there with me. We saw my old music teacher and all of that, and even ran into my best buddy from high school, GreyGaurdian, and his brother schismcr - which was awesome. As we were about to board, Viola coming on board as well, I realized that I had no clothes with me. Instead, I had a tuba, a trumpet, a trombone, a Euphonium, and Viola's viola, (all stuck inside of one really small, light, bag.) It was then that my alarm went off and I woke up.

Upon waking up, has anyone ever had those sensations where the dream felt so real that it was disappointing to wake up and realize that it was all a dream? (Make sense out of that English!) Well, that is how I felt. And, worse than that, Viola continued to be on my mind sporatically throughout the day. Like I said, there is nothing I can do because she is home, far away from here, and will not return until August. The question then becomes: should I bother then? Has it been enough rediculous failed attempts?

I'm Back

I know it has been a while since I've written - life has been hectic to say the least. Both good and bad things have happened, and I feel this is as good a time as any to update on my life.

School is over and everyone is gone, which always makes me disappointed. I can't wait to see everyone in September; it seems so far away but yet will be here so soon anyway. I finished with a 3.63 GPA for the semester, which is actually my worst semester to date. I'm not worried or anything, because it was also the semester where I loaded up on general education classes that I really couldn't care less about. I had 22 credits total, so I think a 3.63 is more than good.

As of now, I'm slowly settling into my summer routine. I will be working from 8:30 to 1:00 Mon-Thurs and 8:30 to 4:30 on Fridays for the month of June, and will be taking Ethics during the month of July. I honestly cannot wait for that class to begin; it really seems like a class that could have a fantastic effect on my education at the U.

Also, my summer has been pretty good on the "things to do" list, after I was worrying about not having anything to do. Last Friday, a group of good friends and I went to see a Scranton/Wilkes-Barre Yankees game which was AWESOME, but also served as proof why a bunch of self-proclaimed music nerds should not attend a baseball game. Being that it was girl scout night, we were surrounded by children who were not too appreciative of our harmonizing The Star Spangled Banner and Holst's 2nd Suite. But we are seriously considering putting together a nice small-group arrangement of the Banner to sing. Also last week, I met up with my good friends in New York City and saw the most awesome amateur Beatles band - videos will be posted eventually. Finally, today, I went with a fellow trombonist to pick up a fellow trombonist from Philadelphia International Airport. All in all, it has been a fairly entertaining beginning of the summer.

More posts will follow as things occur.

Re: "Dear X"

FAIL.