I should be dead. Because if I live another 26 years I may never experience a moment as great as the Dodgers' victory over the Padres last Monday night. (I know those of you who are married and have kids will tell me that richer experiences are in store for me; but I simply must disagree.)

Needless to say I had a great trip to L.A. I got to eat at Phillipe's with Dad, Scott, and crew. I went to two Dodgers games (one of which was the greatest ever played), got to spend time with some close friends in Frasier Park, hung out with Danny, and even saw Mom for a moment.

Here are some pictures...