Better Living Through Baseball and Tacos

When I have a really lousy day there are usually two paths I can take to make things better: baseball or tacos. Today was a bad day. From the moment I woke up this morning I wanted to crawl back into bed and everything that happened reinforced that feeling. From the mirror getting knocked off of my car by a driver who couldn’t gauge the width of his own car, to traffic, and then the work day; it was all just lousy.

Now I don’t have a lot of bad days but if they happen I always hope it’s in the spring or summer because baseball or tacos becomLos Tacoses baseball AND tacos. Today, the baseball part was easy. I left work and the Dodgers were already on radio: step one accomplished. Now to convince my wife to forgo her plans to make a healthy dinner and instead indulge in the wonder that is Los Tacos on Santa Monica Blvd. in West Hollywood. This would take a Little Jedi Mind Trickery on my part.

“Baby you’ve had a tough day. Don’t cook, I’ll go get us some delicious tacos instead.”

Of course she’s too smart for me, because she replies:

“My day was fine. YOU just want tacos.”

“So you don’t want any?”

“I didn’t say that!”

Sure, the Dodgers lost and we stuffed ourselves until we had to make a pact that Los Tacos would be a once-a-month treat (I think I can talk her down to every two weeks). But in the time it took for the Dodgers to give up a few runs and pick up dinner, everything in the world was made right again.

5 thoughts on “Better Living Through Baseball and Tacos”

  1. That side mirror scenario happened to me about a month ago. The worst part was that he looked in his rearview at me and just kept on going.

    Sadly, I did not indulge in tacos, so my day was shot.

    Great post.

  2. The best thing about Los Tacos is its open on Christmas. On those lonely holidays with no place to go, it works.

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