“groovy mother...”

Seconds after Manny's decisive walk-off home-run.

(I like how arty this shot appears, when really it was just taken before my camera had completely woken up and adjusted to what was going on!)

You have twenty minutes to run, if you want to catch the T home. Stupid 8:30pm starts!

Not as good as our normal seats (pillars preventing us from seeing home plate or the Pesky Pole very well), but still a fun place to spend an evening.

Celebrating 4 years of marriage. Linen and/or silk not pictured.