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I had a great day with my adult son yesterday.  We drove down to San Diego to watch the Chargers beat up on our Miami Dolphins.  We had field level on the 20 yard line 13 rows back.  I’m not Mr. Moneybags, (though I will consider changing my name for a fee), but the Dolphins have only come to town 4 times in the last 10 years.  When they’re in San Diego we go.

San Diego has earned a huge fail for not providing enough in the way of traffic direction for the game.  We arrived NEAR the stadium at just a hair after 12pm.  Kickoff was a 1:15 so we had plenty of time to park and get to our seats.  Except that it took 45 minutes just to exit the freeway and another 45 minutes to park.  There were NO police around to direct traffic and it was bumper-to-bumper for miles!  I understand that there was no available parking at the stadium but there should have been notices and directions for overflow parking.  At a minimum there should have been a couple of police officers directing traffic to keep things moving.  We ended up parking at a Dave and Busters a few miles from the stadium and calling a taxi.  The bottom line on that was that we didn’t end up sitting down until there were 3 minutes left in the first half.  Very angry making if you can get angry at that sort of thing…and yes, I can.  But, I was with my son so it was ok.  If I was going to meet him and stuck in that mess I would have been furious.

The game ended and we went out to the taxi stand…of course, NO taxi would pick us up because we weren’t going downtown, (larger fares).  We walked about a mile, (from the stadium exit not the taxi stand), to the red light.  I cornered a taxi driver and threatened him with great bodily harm if he didn’t drive us to Dave and Busters right now.  When we got to D&B I gave him a little bigger tip for taking us to D&B’s instead of a police station.

We had a nice dinner and played some games.  They had a Deal or No Deal video game that was fun and we won some tickets…of course I screwed up the whole thing when I told him to take the deal and he lost out on an extra 400 tickets since he had the right case the whole time.  He ended up winning something like 500 tickets and I won two tickets so…hA!  Not much you can do with tickets these days so he just saved them on his D&B card and we left.

When we got home we sat and talked for a couple hours about life, the Internet, and everything.  Cris was home so she sat with us and made some popcorn…or tried.  She had never made popcorn before so it ended up a charred, crispy mess.  Since my son works at the theater he was able to step in and make us some popcorn.  We munched on popcorn as I told him the story of the computer age; how it started, who stole what from whom, (Apple from Xerox and Microsoft from Apple).  It was a good time and a great day.

I’m not coaching his teams anymore but I guess I’m still Dad afterall.   :’-)

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