Bob Horner and I were destined to be teammates somewhere. I signed a letter of intent to play baseball at Arizona State before I was drafted. Bob played at ASU and ended up in Atlanta my first full year in the major leagues—1978. One way or another, it was bound to happen.
From the minute Bob Horner joined the Braves, all us players could see he was good. I mean… really good. And that swing—short and quick, x or and could turn around anybody’s fast ball. And Bob knew the strike zone. He just did not swing at a bad pitch (like I had a tendency to do a little too often…) He was a unique talent and I was very lucky to be in the lineup with him most of my career. All of my numbers were better when he was hitting behind me. And that fact is not lost on me. I know my career was better because of him.
It’s been a hard few weeks for the Braves Family losing Ted and Bobby—and now Bob. These 3 men all had such a profound impact on my career. I am forever grateful.
Nancy and I will miss Bob and our hearts go out to Chris and Trent and Tyler, along with their entire family.
The older we get, the more we cherish wonderful memories and this past month has brought a flood of them back to us. The gratitude we feel for them all has been overwhelming.
Rest well, my friend and teammate.
A lady in the store I stopped by this morning made a whole scene about not being able to use her SNAP benefits for soda and candy anymore - then, she launched into a lecture about how it’s “discrimination” to not let people buy what they want - and then proceeded to tell the cashier how those who are on SNAP are the ones keeping the economy going….
She walked out with her bags of groceries that cost her a grand total of ZERO dollars…and drove away in her BRAND NEW JEEP…
In short - she is in there using MY tax dollars to buy all of her food and crap - is wholly ungrateful for any of it - and then drives off in a car that is nicer than mine.
My fatigue, my rage…is at an all time high. I am fucking fuming. And all I feel like I can do is go back to work and keep paying my taxes and scream into the void about it.
The entire system is broken - every single piece and part is beyond repair. It’s such a demoralizing way to feel every day.
Anyway, I hate her…and everyone like her…with the fire of a thousand suns.
Ok, rant over
Nature really went off with sperm whales. A 70 ton predator with teeth the size of a banana, but it only eats squishy prey that it doesn’t even chew, it just schlurps them down whole like a fucking vacuum cleaner.
Big giant fat head full of goop.
Tiniest fins in the world.
Strong enough to smash a ship to pieces and smart enough to figure out how to do it, but its first line of defense is just to shit everywhere.
Possibly the most complex language in the animal kingdom, and it creates sounds by blowing air through its internal right nostril (it uses the left one to breathe) into its giant fat head.
It’s the loudest animal on the planet and might have the capability to create a beam of sound so loud it can shake your organs apart, but they don’t seem to use that to hunt or fight.
They’re highly flammable. We used them to make candles.
@Ella__Dorsey Not sure what I am missing. In canton and only exposed surfaces have ice. It has not been cold long enough for roads to ice over plus it os well above freezing temps
@libsoftiktok I thought it was up to the discretion of the DA to decide to charge someone??? How can a judge rule on that??? Might just be my ignorance of the justice system