I love that a beekeeper saved a baseball game last night, threw out a first pitch, amped up the crowd, and did postgame interviews. Make him the MLB commissioner.
I would like to live in a country where there's not a good chance of an active shooter situation in literally every public setting and I frankly don't think that should be too much to ask
I actually feel bad for the Brads, Chads and Angry Dads who spent the year complaining about Taylor Swift interrupting their football because I spent the season trading Swift/Kelce memes with my 14-year-old daughter (who previously didn't care about football) and now it's like a fun thing we share? Which is freaking awesome? (Also she loves that I met Jason once.)
Mount St. Helens erupts in 1980. Steve Firth, a friend of the man who took this photo had the following to say:
“...That Pinto and dirt bike belonged to a good friend of mine and when he stopped to turn around, he took this picture.
He told me that there was lightning bolts shooting out of the smoke but he didn’t have the right filter on his camera to capture them at that moment. The picture could have been even more amazing.
It was used on the TV news and used to be on the cover of Mt. St. Helens brochure at the Johnston Observatory / visitor center.
He gave me an original 8×10 copy of it although it looked like he was a good distance away from the blast, he barely made it out of there alive.
Had the blast came more in his direction he would have died in seconds. Sometime later he returned and photographed a burned-out pickup with a horse trailer attached to it.
He told me he had talked to them that day and said they never made it out.
He is a freelance photographer so he took some amazing pictures of the aftermath as well. Anyhow, I thought I’d let you know a bit more about that fabulous picture."