So I walk into the Mariners Caravan room at SFCC and realize I'm the only woman in the place not toting a toddler. Apparently photos with The Moose were supposed to be the evening's highlight. Nobody told me. Thank god I'd talked Kegan and Eric into tagging along or I would have come across as a total groupie (which of course I am, but I have this suburban mom facade to uphold). Although my encounter with the two M's pitchers (Fister and Olson) was brief, it was certainly enough to whet my whistle … So handsome. As in, totally more adorable in person and, surprisingly, hotter out of uniform … does that ever happen? Even Dave Simms, who's television mug sometimes takes on an unfortunate frog-like appearance is A-OK up close/Tricia Jo Webster, Fabulosity. More here.

Question (for the Women of HBO): Do you appreciate men in uniform? Any kind of uniform?