The Life and Times of Jim
Hi, there. I'm Jim. Welcome to my phlog!
This site was written for Las Vegas, then LouisVille. Now, it seems to be about anywhere. In these phlogs, you'll see a lot of my personal notes and pictures. I like to post my observations here to remember life and celebrate it. I'm not religious. I don't pray for good fortune. I'm ecstatically grateful for the gift of life and I think our time should be remembered and not taken for granted. I'm not a writer. I think pictures tell stories so much better than words. I love just about everything in this life, and, I guess that would have to include you. So, if you've seen me, don't be surprised if your picture is in here somewhere. Of all the critters, people are absolutely the most interesting. 
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04/25/2010 19:01:52
 jim  Wexford Clouds, Bill
04/25/2010 16:24:12
 jim  Wexford Rain
04/24/2010 04:48:56
 jim  Pink Floyd - Free Four
The memories of a old man are the deeds of himself in his prime
He suffers in gloom in his sickroom, and talks to himself till he dies.
Life is a short warm moment and death is a long cold rest
You give it a trie try but in the twinkling of your eye
Goes eighty years, if unlucky, much less

So all aboard for the life's tour, maybe you'll make it to the top
But watch how you go, you may find it hard to get off

You are the angel of death and I am the dead man's son
He died like a mole in a fox hole with everyone still in the run
And who masters the fox hounds? When has the hunt begun?
Who calls the tune in your courtroom? Who beats the funeral drum?

The memories of a old man are the deeds of himself in his prime
He suffers in gloom in his sickroom, and talks to himself till he dies.

Stay and help me to end the day and if you don't mind we'll taste a bottle of wine
Stick around, we'll put one down, because I wanna find what lies behind those blue eyes
Midnight blue burning gold, the yellow moon is growing cold

I rise, looking through my morning eyes, surprised to find you by my side
I rack my brain to remember your name, to find the words to tell you goodbye
Morning dues, newborn day midnight blue turn to gray,
Midnight blue burning gold, the yellow moon has grown cold

04/17/2010 21:57:00
 jim  Louisville Fireworks
04/17/2010 15:24:20
 jim  Louisville Air Show
04/16/2010 23:10:02
 jim  Louisville - The Rod Gang
04/14/2010 11:29:00
 jim  Wexford Trees-Close Ups
04/12/2010 15:20:27
 jim  Letter to John Hinckley

If you weren't aware, Hinckley shot Ronald Reagan in the 80's. He wanted to get Jodie Foster's attention.

To: John Hinckley
From: Mrs. Nancy Reagan

My family and I wanted to drop you a short note to tell you how pleased we are with the great strides you are making in your recovery. 
In our country's spirit of understanding and forgiveness, we want you to know that we bear no grudge against you for shooting President Reagan. 
We are fully aware that mental stress and pain could have driven you to such an act of desperation. We're confident that you will soon make a 
complete recovery and return to your family to join the world again as a healthy and productive man.

 Best wishes,
 Nancy Reagan & Family

P.S. While you have been incarcerated, Barack Obama has been banging Jodie Foster like a screen door in a tornado.  You might want to look into that.

04/12/2010 14:59:00
 jim  Husband and Wife are Shopping
A husband and wife are shopping in their local supermarket.
The husband picks up a case of Budweiser and puts it in their cart.
Wife - "What do you think you're doing?"
Husband - "They're on sale, only $10 for 24 cans,"
Wife - "Put them back! We can't afford them,"
They carry on shopping.
A few aisles farther on
the woman picks up a $20 jar of face cream and puts it in the basket.
Husband - "What do you think you're doing?"
Wife - "Its my face cream. It makes me look beautiful,"
Husband - "So does 24 cans of Budweiser, and it's half the price."
**Clean up on Aisle 25. We have a husband down!
04/09/2010 17:46:58
 jim  Atrius Restuarant
04/09/2010 17:45:48
 jim  Spring Trees
04/03/2010 12:16:40
 jim  The Beginning of the Spring
03/30/2010 18:27:40
 jim  Birthday Party - Back Street Lounge
03/27/2010 09:58:53
 jim  Memories that linger
Music - The sounds that heal the soul. I think everything the heart needs to know is in a song somewhere.
Yesterday was such a sad day. Everything I saw and heard until I left is like a recording. It will be etched in my mind and I won't forget any of it.
I'm wondering where John Denver, Dan Fogelberg and Michael Jackson went.
But most of all, I'm wondering where yesterday went.
Like a song, those yesterdays will come up in my mind for years to come.
I don't have a song for it, but if I did, it would be country.
03/26/2010 11:02:22
 jim  The PA Gang
03/26/2010 10:32:48
 jim  Federated Investors - Last Day
03/24/2010 08:06:30
 jim  Spring Fog

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