Just got home from a terrific first date with a wholesome and wonderful woman at a college baseball game with perfect sunny weather, high 60s, not a cloud in the sky. Box seats right up by home plate. Chatted up an older man outside while waiting for my date, learned she was the captain of her high school cheerleading team, we sung "take me out to the ball game", had a hot dog, and our team had a turnaround victory. Gave her a kiss on the cheek at the end. A perfect day.
