Sketch-tastic

It's really nice out today, so I walked down to Harvard Square for their annual "Mayfair," which was really cool, but resulted in me feeling nauseauous. A few blocks were blocked off and PACKED, with people, restaurant booths, vendors, bands, and companies giving away free snacks and stuff that I didn't really want but ate anyway. Two fruit leathers, a bag of chips, and half of a bag of kettle corn popcorn that I bought because I couldn't remember if I liked it, I feel like I should just go lie down and pass out in a food coma.

We had an interesting start to our night last night. Kate, Pete, and I went down to kenmore to get dinner & drinks & watch the sox. But when Kate and I met pete at the bar, pete was talking to an "interesting" guy who claimed to be visiting from las vegas, and had a press box at fenway (with "shrimp, and oysters, and drinks and all sorts of good stuff!") that he got through his work, and that we could go if we wanted, as long as it's after the 5th inning.. His story really sounded good...the only time I stopped to think "huh?" was when I heard him say he was staying at the Hotel Commonwealth around the corner...and his outfit (a jacket that remsembled a smock, some big old shorts, a bunch of necklaces including a huge cross, and hair that hadn't been cut in at least 3 years) didn't quite match my idea of the attire worn by the usual crowd that stays at the hotel commonwealth. So we thought it sounded sort of sketchy, but really, what's possibly going to happen inside fenway? We ate dinner and thought the timing would work out perfectly for us to cross the street & head into the part to catch the second half of the game. During dinner, the guy came over a couple of times to say he was going over soon, but that he also had a horse he was betting on for some horse race (mind you the kentucky derby had already happened about 3 hours ago), and if we wanted to, we could throw down a couple of bucks...we politely declined both times. We finished dinner & went over to the bar to meet the guy and pete's friends who also were going to go...but the guy was no where to be seen, and pete's friends said they couldn't find him after they handed over $45 for the "horse race."
Lesson learned: don't trust the guy hanging around fenway who wears a smock and has long white hair that waves in the wind.