Took a trip to Fenway a few years ago, saw the Twins there. Incredibly wonderful baseball experience. Beautiful, historic, iconic stadium. The traffic sucked though.
Recently, feeling nostalgic, I asked Mrs Chief if I was the only one she'd ever been with. She looked at me sweetly, and said "Well dear, it's been a long time, but yes. Before you, I never settled for less than a six."
I remember as a kid, I had an imaginary friend. Finally, I came to realize it wasn't good for me to have such a friend, he was kind of mean. Like, for instance, he always teased me that at least he had a real friend.