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mascot hunt.

Posted on: May 6, 2013

I’m all about pictures with statutes, monuments, and mascots. I don’t know why, I just am. I like to take pictures with anything that could be remotely described as iconic. And it seems as though I’m on something of a mascot hunt now. It wasn’t on purpose, but I’ve been lucky in April and I’m one Oriole bird away from being set for the summer.

When I went to buy a snack at a baseball game in early April, I ran smack dab into Natty Boh. What luck! I had to make a quick decision between keeping my place in line or hovering around him for a photo. I chose to hover. Got my picture gladly, posting it to Instagram almost immediately. (Side note: I’ve gotten better at Instagram. Have you noticed?!)

Then one week later, I was participating in the Red Shoe Shuffle for the Ronald McDonald House of Baltimore and all the mascots were present and accounted for. Now, I was rushing to the start line as the race was beginning so I didn’t have time to hunt for any mascots beforehand. I ran into the Oriole bird during the walk, but I wanted to finish and there were a bunch of kids around, so I kept it moving. I might want pictures with the mascots, but I Refuse to step over little children to do it. That’s not a good look. After the race was over, they were distributing awards when Poe started mingling amongst the crowd. SCORE! With football season over an done with, he would’ve been the hardest to catch before September.

That brings me to the end of April and the fashion event in Harbor East. I’d read on the website and filer that the Ravens’ kicker Justin Tucker would be there, but I figured he’d maybe do some signing or get up on stage, give a cheer, and be shuffled off by handlers. I was not correct. Much to my surprise, Mr. Tucker was a model in the fashion show. I was with my cousin from Georgia at this time and we saw him hanging out behind the runway after the show was over. I was determined we’d get pictures. He’s not a mascot, so it’s not as exciting, but my cousin’s husband somehow finagled his way into the Ravens’ Super Bowl party in NOLA. I figured it was her turn to get a Ravens photo, too. She decided she was too shy to say anything, but I paid her no mind and tapped his shouler after some other fans took pictures and asked if he would mind taking pictures with us. And he did. I inquired as to whether they received their rings yet (I’d read somewhere a month earlier that they were still in the works), to which he replied they had not, but would be receiving them in June. Blah, blah. Here’s the photo!

As soon as I find that damn Oriole, I’ll be good to go. Let me know if you see him, yeah?


Obviously, I couldn’t write this last night, as my bedtime is 10:30 pm and I didn’t get home until after 11:00, which means I printed my hair, changed my clothes, and crashed.

The Ravens won the Super Bowl! Lombardi trophy! Parade time!

If you follow me on Twitter and Instagram, you got all my pictures, my celebrations, and my rage last night during and after the game. I felt so many things it’s a wonder I wasn’t completely drained this morning. But, alas, I got up and donned my purple-ish blazer for Winners’ Monday.  (Above picture on the right is admittedly not the best photo I’ve ever taken.)

Most people are probably psyched about the glory of winning a Super Bowl. And usually I am. I might have been more excited about the win if they’d played better in the post-outrage, but… it felt a bit ugly. However, a win is a win, ugly pretty, glorious, or messy. And this is the biggest win of them all. So this year, IK’m excited about the parade. If you watched the game you know after the power outage (I blame Beyonce) the Ravens started to crumble… or the 49ers just got themselves together. Whichever. I Started to get a bit angry. At one point, I shouted, “Get it together! I want a parade!!!” I think they heard me, bedcause the Ravens parade is tomorrow and guess ho’s going ghost from her job to attend? That’s right. This girl.

Say what you want about my city., but we are united in purple and I can’t wait to welcome the Super Bowl Champion Baltimore Ravens back home tomorrow.

Best Super Bowl Commercials: Taco Bell; Leon Sandcastle
Worst Super Bowl Commercials: Farmer; GoDaddy.

What did you think of the game? Which commercials did you love/hate?

Due to the departure of Peyton Manning from the Colts*, I found myself without a favorite team last season (2011). I figured I might as well be a fan of the home team until such a time that I was able to really connect with a club. Here it stands at the end of the 2012 season, and I’m still rooting for the home team.** With my cheering them on, the Ravens are going to the Super Bowl! And my city is lit up purple at night. It’s a beautiful thing to see, I tell ya. Even better is that a good friend of mine kept betting against them in the playoffs. He told me that Peyton Manning and his new team were gonna knock them out (the Ravens won in an exciting, albeit LONG, double overtime game). He texted me on the day before the AFC Championshiop game: “Tom Brady is going to speak at Ray’s retirement party tomorrow. How nice.” (The Ravens defense shut out the Patriots in the second half.) Surprisingly (or not), he hasn’t said anything about what will happen this coming Sunday in New Orleans. Imagine that…

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