Maybe this fellow is just your average, run-of-the-mill weirdo, but going to a baseball game by yourself, playing with some sort of stuffed animal/puppet and sitting in the last row really screams "Amber Alert". I don't want to get on his bad side, but judging by those headphones I don't think he would know what a blog was if one got separated from its parents at a ballpark and asked him for help.
Monday, April 19, 2010
What are the odds this guy drives a van with no windows in the back? How much candy do you think he keeps in his pockets at all times?