Speaking of the Braves, I came across this Instagram post from Dale Murphy today and thought I’d share…

I’ve been thinking a lot about Bobby Cox and the impact he had on my career and my life. It’s not a new thought—| always credit him for saving my career because well… he did.
Bobby was so loyal-he gave guys every chance he possibly could to succeed. He didn’t panic. He was patient. I never saw frustration come out as anger with him. I still remember him yelling encouragement to guys from the dugout when they were up to bat. They couldn’t always hear him…but everyone in the dugout could. I think that encouragement was for our benefit-knowing he’d be yelling the same things to us when we were at the plate.
Bobby always had your back. If you were on his team-you were his guy. If not, you weren’t. It was as simple as that. You might remember that game when I was with the Phillies and Bobby told Tom Glavine he had to even the score and throw at the next guy up to bat. Glav checked the lineup card and said, “Bobby, it’s Murph!” It didn’t matter to Bobby. We were friends of course. And a short time before that I had been one of his guys-but not anymore. I always admired Bobby for that—he was a players manager in every sense of the word.
You can still see Bobby Cox’s influence throughout the Braves organization today. As one of those who was fortunate enough to play for him, I will always feel lucky that our paths crossed in Atlanta, Georgia, all those years ago and blessed to have known him and be able to call him a friend.
RIP to one of the best-Bobby Cox.
I love that we have Murphy as one of the “good guys” of baseball representing Atlanta. My dad tells me when I was really little (in the 80’s), I woujd always talk about him while we watched the Braves on TBS.

Can’t complain if you don’t do your part.
What happens if you’re both?




































































Every time we visit a baseball stadium, I always use the middle innings to walk around the stadium to take pictures. These are from each of the 3 games.

I wonder if anyone in the Angels organization thought about the social commentary of putting the outlet store in the top-level 400 and 500 seats.
Santa Monica Beach
Santa Monica, CA






















































I love the Super Bowl!

(Cleveland, GA)

It’s hard not think she’s wondering where Ginny has gone.



New additions to my desk!


















I’ve never heard of this type of thing. Seen in the Henry B. Gonzalez Convention Center in San Antonio.









We’ll miss you, Alex!
A little abstract shot from the bar.









Also, if you’re ever in the Cincinnati area and you’re looking for some delicious pizza, take a trip right across the river to Newport, KY and find a little place called
Visited Great American Ballpark this afternoon in Cincinnati. The Reds beat the Marlins 10-6 in the tightest of pitcher’s duels. But much like every ballpark we go to, I love walking around and seeing what it has to offer. We’ve been to Cincinnati before, but that was Riverfront Stadium in the summer of 2001, and this ballpark was just being built that year.

In one of our
I feel this more than most.
Living with kids


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Such a gorgeous day!
Good advice!

The building-behind-a-building look is very Paris.
Good reminder for all who ask me the question “How hard would it be to…?”




I mean, is it really all that unreasonable? Clearly, qualifications for being president have been completely thrown out the window.


And what I prefer the neatness of the old way? I should also say that even the “old” way is relatively new to me.
Amidst the Mac’s 40th anniversary celebration, I’m reminded again that this might be the sexiest machine I’ve ever seen. Everything about it screams “the future” in the best way possible…even 22 years after it was announced.
I know it represents the latest and greatest in technology, but I can’t help but look at this image and think the goggles from the Hoth rebels.
I KNEW it!
Did I miss something? Are we moving away from milking cows now? Is it because they fart too much?
Flying home this evening, I had the window seat. Not normal for me, to be honest. I decided to open the shade and watch our descent. The city of Atlanta, especially the heart of the city) in the 9 o’clock hour is beautiful from the air.
Harsh change when I land tonight!
Love at the Canyon
Hello from the Grand Canyon!
No podcast has infuriated me more than the latest episode of “Hear Me Out” featuring author and professor Frank Buckley, who himself is a previous Trump voter. The premise of the episode was to have this guy explain to listeners (assuming mostly liberal) that Trump voters are not crazy people.
Perfectly surmised.









My lonely, forgotten bag


A season of ups and downs comes to an end, but I’m still with ‘em!
Seen on the streets of Bentonville, AR
Straight outta Compton…
Compton Gardens, mother fucker!


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Love things like this!
The River outside of PNC Park
Roberto Clemente Mural
“Help me!!!”
Ok, I get raising pricess on goods- or people-based services and merch. But come on, parking?!
Again…really!?!?
As I said, visited the National Constitution Center this afternoon, and was pleasantly surprised at how good and informative it is. Definitely recommend.



It’s been 7 years, and I feel like it would go exactly the same way today.
Somebody about to be fired…





(Photo credit: The Running Chicken Nebula by Runwei Xu and Binyu Wang)



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I want that one!
Katie Steig’s photograph of the Milky Way with an Iridium satellite flare over The Rock at Lake Superior in Hovland, Minnesota.










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Dangerously close to being racist!










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The doggos

Fine day for baseball!
From pre-K to high school graduation over the years. So proud of this kiddo!

Love this…


Looking back, one of my favorites from the beach.






