
Last weekend, Brianne and I talked Jeff into going with us to our second Lake Elsinore Storm game. While the game was less than stellar (the Storm did everything they could to make sure their unworthy opponents won), the people watching and entertainment were first rate. Unfortunately, it was about 48 degrees and humid. Hot chocolate sounded a lot better than cotton candy. There was no Asian unicycle-riding-rice-bowl tosser. But, there was a man in a giant bunny suit who made an appearance in right field. Not to mention the concessions guy with a Wonka hat and a goatee Colnel Sanders would have been proud of. And, the best part of all -- the completely indescribably mascot. I'm still not sure what that thing is.
