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sorry *20th draft pick or make the playoffs and lose in the wild card round

would you rather be in the playoffs and lose, or drafting 5th overall?

how does this play in? What this means is that space and time are connected – if you move really fast through space, time slows down for you compared to someone who is moving slowly. This is why astronauts – who are moving very fast in space – age a tiny bit more slowly than people on Earth.

did peafoam actually say something kinda funny?

apparently Low-frequency electromagnetic fields can degrade collagen, weaken tendons, and cause soft-tissue damage at levels regulators call "safe." We have a real world case study proving this: An NFL team whose practice facility sits next to a massive electrical substation. THREAD

Temper them?

did Kittle get hurt?

EMF causing injuries

I fell asleep during the game. Did Kittle get hurt?

and the only thing better for the name of that senator would be if instead of Cynthia Stone Creem she was Cynthia Ball Cream

I don't think the union for concerned scientist representative voted for Trump

you know better

Royals Announce Two-Year Contract with Salvador Perez The Kansas City Royals tonight announced a two-year contact agreement with catcher Salvador Perez through the 2027 season. “Salvy is a Royals legend and one of the most important players this franchise has ever had,” said Executive Vice President/General Manager J.J. Picollo. “We had the option for next year, but everyone knew we wanted to make sure his legacy with us continued longer than that. We appreciate Salvy’s commitment to the Royals, and we’re just as excited as our fans.” Perez, 35, is a nine-time All-Star, five-time Rawlings Gold Glove Award winner, five-time Silver Slugger Award winner, the 2015 World Series Most Valuable Player and the 2024 Roberto Clemente Award winner. In 2023, Perez was named the fourth Captain in franchise history.

Is bill swerski still alive?

What about the pets?

Mike Gordon said it best Bob Weir was such a wonderful and fascinating person. Long before we met and ultimately became friends, he seemed like such an enigma. Going to Grateful Dead shows as a teenager, I’d catch flashes of swagger: an occasional hair flick, a certain presence, and at the same time he struck me as profoundly selfless. His rhythm guitar playing lived so deeply inside the music that it was almost impossible to hear on its own. I remember friends saying "I can’t even hear what he’s doing." And yet there it was in the center of the groove, churning the most inventive, mesmerizing guitar patterns imaginable. I’m not just saying that. I was so deeply enamored with his contribution to their sound that I couldn’t put it into words. Once at a gig at the Warfield where he was going to sit-in, they gave Bobby and me a shared dressing room. We got to talking and he was so humble. He said, “I can’t really do lead guitar playing, but I can hang in there with the rhythm thing.” What I wanted to say back to him was: I’ve been to Kingston Mines in Chicago at 3am when the guitar playing is steeped in the most heartfelt all-American presence, and you, Bobby, are the best. You have no idea how good you are. I always loved his singing and over the years his voice only got richer and more impassioned. Whether in rehearsals or at shows, I was constantly floored by his focus and his ability to tell a story with his singing. The last time I saw him sing, at Sphere, it felt more powerful and soulful than ever. As a friend, he could be surprising. That signature straight face often delivered the driest, funniest wit, and his stoic aura would suddenly bloom into hugs and smirks. One time, Bobby took me for a drive to his beach house, taking switchbacks at 60 miles an hour. He cooked a delicious vegan dinner and we listened to music through his all-analog tube hi-fi and he talked me through meditations, workouts, his runs, and the way he was overdubbing for his next album on a portable rig, no engineer needed. I always felt a certain kinship -- we were both the youngest in our bands (by a tiny bit), and sometimes the ones still going out after a show, acting like we never grew up. The soul and sense of adventure he put into his life and his music were fiercely inspirational to me. I don’t think many people are on that level. I played with him at an inaugural ball in DC in 2007 where they had a seven-foot-long cake that was a replica of the Capitol building. I dared Bobby to take a bite out of the Capitol dome without his hands and with zero hesitation, he bent over and ate the dome off. I wish I were half that fearless. Seeing him age so gracefully, with such attention to body, mind, heart and soul, it felt like he had a couple more good decades in him. Less than a year ago, my daughter and I spent time with Bobby and much of his family. The biggest takeaway was how amazing their scene was - Bobby and Natascha were always incredibly loving together and the rest of them were just basking in life as a family. They will miss him so much. My heart goes out to them. I will miss him so much, too. “Brainwaves Jam at TRI” by Rene Huemer

I'm going to try banging my woman at that time. Banging on the ceiling and then boom you land on the bed. Sounds fun.

Oteil Burbridge said it best I can’t think of anyone that needed to play live music any more than Bob. It went past devotion, past dedication, past obsession. It seemed to me more like self identification. I think he felt it is what and who he was. I also cannot think of anyone who played more live shows. We could depend on it like the sun coming up. He was so unique as a human and a musician. His mannerisms when he spoke were just as singular as the way he played guitar, sang, composed and lived day to day. After I got the news I was talking with Jimmy Herring about which Bob song was our favorite. A silly premise with so many songs to choose from, but a catalyst for remembering him. It helps one realize just how deep our history went. (I still can’t decide between Looks Like Rain and Cassidy for whatever it’s worth.) Some people can write songs that just never get old. Thank you Bob for pulling me into your orbit. There are no words that could ever encompass the last ten years we shared together. I’m so blessed to have been a part of it all. And thank you for being so generous with your time and sharing yourself with so many of us younger musicians. It does my heart good to see so many pictures of you with so many musicians that weren’t in the Grateful Dead. Thank you for including us. There is no higher form of musical grace. To Natascha, Monet and Chloe, my heart breaks for you. And my heart goes out to you and all of your extended family. I’m so grateful for all the laughs we have shared over the last 10 years. Lastly if there is anything we can do to thank and honor Bob for all that he gave us it would be to fully live our life. At some point we’re all going to be gone. This life is such a gift, such a golden opportunity. Please don’t let someone else define it. Let it proceed by it’s own design. Follow that inner voice and go for broke! Lastly, a friend of mine noted that it was sad that Bob died at just 78 years old. I told him I thought Bob packed at least 146 years into it. And now he’s with his brothers and sisters again on the other side. (Photo by Jay Blakesberg Photography at Folsom Field, 7/14/18)

Bobby Witt Jr.'s ceiling = Honus Wagner status HTH

your pole is pubic, I mean public I went with old ass QBs

Not sure why I'm entertaining you here, but if you recall @JustinCharge consistently claimed the Chargers were the team of the decade. The Chiefs could miss the playoffs for the remainder of this decade and it'd still be tough to argue there's another team that could claim "team of the decade" HTH

Chargers team of the decade

Hey @Maximum Overkill