Happy All-Star game, brought to you by your 1989 All-Star game MVP, frigging Bo Jackson.
Oh, Ellis… how the Red Sox could use a player like you this year. He actually looks like he probably could still play.
How can you not love this dude? Or at least respect the shit out of him. 38 and he can still take over - in the Finals, no less. Destroy them tonight, Timmy!
This photo I took of Converge is from the first time I saw them. It’s amazing to me that it’s been about 19 years since this photo was taken, and they are still active, increasingly relevant, and creating music that makes me want to punch myself in the face.
As the 2013-2014 Boston Celtics season draws to a close, I can’t help but feel good about the future. I simply trust that Danny Ainge knows what he’s doing and is smarter than most people. Until next season…
Tumblr just told me The Big Pine turned 2 today. Holy crap. Time flies. “Thanks for checking it out,” said my muse, Dominique Wilkins.
I repeatedly drew this picture of Bo when I was a kid. Particularly problematic were the fingers in his throwing hand (ended up looking like ET’s fingers) and the batting glove flipping the bird in his back pocket.
This is a picture I took of Walleye downstairs at the Middle East in Cambridge, MA in the mid-90s. They are definitely one of those “Jesus Christ, I used to love this?!” bands. Oh well. Kids, right? Eh? Eh? Either way, it’s kinda cool this shot catches Dan Yemin of Lifetime (who were headlining that show) checking out the band.
Happy Opening Day, from a bunting (?) Bo Jackson and myself! Oh - and just realized this is the second straight opening day Bo and I have welcomed you to.