So the Red Sox started the game off with the frozen caveman. Pete would have been entertained. Just like last night's game ended with Paul Bako, Paul fucking Bako of all people, tonight started with Johnny Damon. Woah, living with Pete is changing me. I'm understanding baseball jokes, watching games while he's not around, and lifting weights. What the fuck happened?
A few nights ago, Pete tried to show me something, but I was entranced by some new random game. He just laughed, "Russell, you could never become a drug addict. Nothing could take the place of video games in your life. You should see yourself, your eyes wide, all of your attention focused on the screen."