I shit you not.
White Sox vs. Anaheim. Saturday, October 15, 2005. My plane lands in OC at 1:30pm. Game starts at 4:30pm. I have the tickets already. It could not be sweeter than this.
Section 244 — lower deck, right field, third row. $105/ticket. By comparison, tix for the White Sox in Chicago in a similar section were as low as $500.
I haven’t been to a baseball game all year. Now, not only do I get to see the White Sox, but I get to go to a game that really counts for something huge!
And then… after the game… I get to speak at Macromedia’s MAX 2005 conference, which is only the World Series of geek conferences for web guys (especially web guys who do Flash).
Do you smell that? It smells like positive momentum to me…