I just have one thing I’d like to say now that Jim Johnson has been DFA’ed. I, like most A’s fans, think it was definitely time for Jim Johnson to leave the team. It was obviously not working for him here. But what makes me mad is that damn near every time he pitched for us, our own “fans” would loudly boo him. Do you think that helped his esteem? Do you think a player is going to get better when every time they come out they are booed by their OWN FANS?! It was classless, and it’s a shame he’ll now go to another team with nothing but bad memories and bad things to say about how he was treated by fans in Oakland. He wasn’t sucking on purpose, the guy was struggling. Baseball aside, he’s a human being, and I truly feel bad for how “fans” treated one of our own, regardless of his issues on the field.

🎶Sun is shining, weather is sweet🎶🌞🌹🌹😍 #lepetitjardin #roses #berkeley #slow (at Slow Restaurant)

thecutestofthecute:

German Shepherds and their little floppy ears. There is nothing I do not like about this.

fuckyeahtattoos:

I’ve been having a lot of fun with my clients recently. This is my first in a series of modern pinups. done by ( Me! ) Cavan @ No Egrets Tattoo Studio in Clarksville, TN

resolutewoman:

oldfishingphotos:

The Cabin: Inspiration for the Classic American Getaway

Taunton Press, 2003

mornings here.

cactuseeds:

A brick in one of the plazas in my town….really makes me wonder who put it there and why.

So I had a particularly weird dream last night. I can’t remember how it started but I remember I was in my old backyard with a bunch of people, and I was telling them how this was where I learned to ride a bike. We walked around, and the shed that used to be in our backyard was there but was broken and collapsed. This is where my cousin and I kept a lot of our outdoor toys as kids. After that we went back into the garage, then suddenly we were in like a cave? But I was semi aware it was some kind of game. As I crawled across a ledge with loose dirt, I fell and freaked out but realized I only fell into a foam pit. I got back on the trail and completed it. On the other side was a dinner party. After walking around with the ppl who had originally been in my old backyard with me, I spotted Tim Lincecum at a table with JFK. I can only explain this as I was reading about the Kennedy Curse the other day and I guess it was still on my mind. So I see Tim and I somehow was able to text him but in the dream I was like hehe he won’t know it’s me. I sent him 4 short texts don’t remember what they said lol and my friends and I were laughing from afar but then he sent me back like a snapchat story of selfies and pics with JFK. And then I proceeded to freak out then my alarm went off.

wnderlst:

Gluszyca, Poland

portlandbridges:

#pdx #pnw #bridges by knollins http://ift.tt/1yFubwWhttp://ift.tt/1aEo04g

baseball-heaven:

105-year-old Agnes McKee throws out the first pitch before a baseball game between the New York Mets and the San Diego Padres at Petco Park July 20, 2014.