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Last night was Summer Preview 2.1

I say 2.1 because it wasn't basic summer preview but super-duper summer preview. In fact, it might even have warranted a 3.0.

Somehow, somewhere... corn was grown. And somehow it made it's way to my grocery store, even though the ground outside said grocery store has barely been thawed long enough to grow a blade of grass let alone an entire stock of corn. I have no doubt that the corn was grown on a space station somewhere exposed to massive amounts of solar radiation and probably genetically enhanced to *look* really good and taste like crap... but somehow it managed to be pretty good corn.

I purchased some of this corn for my very own and even some charcoal and ice cream and made off with 4 front row tickets to the Sea Dogs game.

There was grilling.

There was fake meat.

There was butter and salt in mass quantity.

There was motorcycle riding, albeit short lived due to a hurried cooking and eating schedule in order to make it to the bball game.

And there was baseball. Good baseball, too. The kind where drunks are yelling at the opposing catcher and your team hits a few home runs over the fence and everyone root-root-roots for the home team. The kind where surplus cadbury eggs are smuggled in and enjoyed while the pitcher throws 90 mile an hour fast balls at you (cause you're sitting directly behind the batter).

And finally, as a sort of finale, there was Ice Cream. Eddy's Samoa and Breyer's Reeses. Can't really complain about that.

Can't complain about that at all.