my, how you've grown
tonight, at the fabulous san diego padres game, i realized after a few innings that i was sitting behind my high school best friend's younger brother. disguised behind a 6-foot-something physique, shabby hair, and a UCLA hat, i managed to recognize his family's nose. we spent some time reminiscing about nika and rancho bernardo high school and marching band. good times, good times. he's about 8 years younger than i, so when i started hanging out with his sister, he was probably 7 years old.

the padres lost despite some excellent playing, the awkward little brother is going away to college next year, and he's TOTALLY HOT.