so, after my little middle school reunion, my friend elizabether, her parents, and her friend were coming into the city for a giants game, so they gave me a ride.  after parking in a parking garage, we had a mini tailgate party–although it was rushed because the garage smelled terrible.  we enjoyed some amaretto sours and cheese, but much to elizabeth’s mom’s chagrin, the shrimp cocktail would have to wait for the ballpark–which meant no shrimp to accompany her cocktail.  we had some good laughs…