Colts In My Town? I'm There

I've been to so many baseball games it makes me dizzy trying to count them all. But football? It's on my bucketlist ... well, it was on my bucketlist.

Mommy, Daddy and I went to the Georgia Dome to see the Falcons play the Colts and despite Peyton Manning sitting out after having elbow surgery (what, exactly, is a burca sac?), Daddy and I wore our No. 18 jerseys. We didn't get too much heckling from the Falcons fans, because really, who are they to get on you about anything?

The Colts won, and despite it being a preseason game and not meaning anything, I had a blast. They did a pyrotechnic show during the pregame introductions and I couldn't take my eyes off that red-hot display.

We only had one complaint with the Dome: where's the milk? Mommy went out looking for some liquid sustenance for yours truly and all they had in the stadium was water, Coke and beer. Now, I'm not beyond tipping back a couple of cold ones, but I am a baby and nutrition comes first.

My Trip To Motown

For my Daddy's birthday, we went from the ATL to Detroit so we could go to Comerica Park and see the Tigers. My Grandpy tells me they don't play real baseball in Atlanta, so I had to come to Motown to see how it's done.

I got a new hat -- and I actually kept it on. If you've even seen a hat put on me, you know that's really saying something. To be honest, I just wanted to make my Grandpy proud, but let's keep that between you, me and the blogosphere.

We sat in left field and I got to see into the bullpen, meaning we got to watch Joel Zumaya warm up. That guy brings the heat. I thought I had a nice little arm, but seeing a guy who can hit triple digits on the gun makes you question your manhood, or in my case, babyhood.

The Tigers dismantled the A's 10-2 behind the strength of home runs by Miquel Cabrera, Gary Sheffield and Edgar Renteria.

After the game, there was an amazing firework show and we were close enough to the launching area, I almost singed my diaper!

It was a great time, though I spent much of the game sleeping on my Grandpy and had to be told about everything on the drive home, but I liked Detroit -- just so long as you stay close to the stadium area. Outside of that? A little scary.

Under The Sea ...

Sorry for the hiatus, but as that E*Trade baby proves: us little ones do have lives.

So my Grammy came down to the ATL to celebrate her birthday (call it a novel excuse to come see 20-some pounds of joy named Jack) and as part of the festivities, I got to go to the Georgia Aquarium with Grammy, Grandpy, Mommy, Daddy and my Uncle Tom. It was awesome.

I saw fish, fish and even more fish. My favorites were the Beluga whales and the seals, who make noises kind of like me. Can I get a URNT, URNT?

While we were there, I also got my picture taken with the aquarium's mascot, Deepo. Is it just me or does he look a lot like Nemo??? What's with that? Deepo was cool and I had to touch him -- because when I come in contact with fuzzy characters, its something I just gots to do -- but I'm a Nemo man at heart. I mean, Nemo had enough sense about him to escape a place like the aquarium and apparently Deepo's there each and every day. I like my clown fish feisty.