After 4 hours in the sunlight at Dodger Stadium, I'm lookin' a little pink. But how else to celebrate Memorial Day than with a patriotic activity like going to a baseball game? The stadium itself looks like they took a football stadium and sliced it in half. But I had my first Dodger dog at the ballpark, and my roommates are happy that they have exposed me to another aspect of L.A. life.

In an addendum to the post below about other people playing with others' car settings, I have the story that my parents told me. My mom was a bit of a tomboy, and had a Mercury Cougar when she was growing up -- mind you, this was the late '60s/early '70s when a Cougar was a real machine. My dad took it once to get it washed, but when he returned it, she found he had reset all of her radio presets to 1010 WINS. All of them. To the same damn station. Suffice to say that words were had.