pure science with a splash of black cat

Anyone want to see pictures of Jim Thome with a deer he killed? Well, here you go.

I’m sorry, this has absolutely nothing to do with anything, and I’m not exactly a proponent of killing animals for fun, but it made me laugh my ass off.

For diehard bowhunters like Chuck Thome Jr. of Peoria, though, there’s a sense of relief in already having a big buck down. Actually, this is a nerve-wracking week for archers who fear the bucks they are hunting will fall to the gun.

That’s one of many reasons Thome was elated last Sunday when he shot a big Fulton County 12-pointer on brother Jim Thome’s farm near Ellisville. The deer - whose wide rack could qualify for the Boone and Crockett Club’s exclusive record books - met his demise while following a doe.

“I owe it to the doe. That’s the only reason I killed him,” said Chuck Thome, who made a 24-yard shot through a narrow shooting lane that the buck walked past while in close pursuit of the doe.

That’s not an uncommon story in November, when whitetail breeding season peaks.

That also made up for a slow bow season for the Thome clan, who have been frustrated by too much standing corn in the area they are hunting. “And it’s going to get tougher once the guns start booming and those bucks head for the corn or for wherever big bucks go,” Thome said.

“the corn or wherever big bucks go.” Yep, they’re definitely brothers.

Google Alerts are the greatest thing in the history of everything, because without them, I would not have found this (emphasis mine).

Not everyone is forgetting about livermush. Areas like Marion have begun hosting livermush festivals, hoping to create a resurgence. Perhaps it just needs a few high-profile sponsors to bolster its gustatory delights. To start, the wife of former Cleveland Indians first baseman Jim Thome was asked what he was going to miss most after being acquired by Philadelphia, and she answered, “Livermush.”

I am shocked by this news. By which I mean I am not at all shocked.