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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Sat 
04/03/2010 12:16:40
 jim  The Beginning of the Spring
Tue 
03/30/2010 18:27:40
 jim  Birthday Party - Back Street Lounge
Sat 
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.
Fri 
03/26/2010 11:02:22
 jim  The PA Gang
Fri 
03/26/2010 10:32:48
 jim  Federated Investors - Last Day
Wed 
03/24/2010 08:06:30
 jim  Spring Fog
Fri 
03/19/2010 10:19:56
 jim  Tandem Manuals
Sun 
03/07/2010 12:10:27
 jim  After the Red Eye from Vegas
We got back at 10:30 am…but my truck wouldn't start. Then, after getting a jump, it was missing out badly. After 2 hours of looking, we found a mechanic willing to work on it. They worked on it from 2pm to 9pm. So, we really didn't get home until 9 pm last night. Wow. What a life!
During that time, we decided we were going to walk to Poor Richards (a local pub). I wanted to go south, but Becky wanted on going north. So we went north.
After walking about a mile north, through mud and a foot deep of snow, I hit my almost fully discharge IPhone and found it was a little over a mile south, meaning we were right next to at the beginning.
I thought that was funny, and besides, what else were we going to do while waiting for the truck repairs?
It was yet another experience!
Poor Richards has the best chicken wings and reubens on this planet!!!
And the Soup Nazi from Seinfield is going to be there on March 16th. Sometimes, it happens in Wexford, PA too!
Sun 
03/07/2010 06:17:46
 jim  Jeckle Town and Hideburgh
I'll never know how or why acceptable behaviours can differ from place to place. I'd like to think people would be simular everywhere. I've always hoped that people are generally good in nature.
But it seems that people liking you or not may have nothing to do with you at all.
When I was a kid, I changed high schools.
They were 30 miles apart. I was instantly like at one, and instantly hated at the other. I thought there was something wrong with me.
The high school that I was hated at was Heath High School. Thats the one where a fourteen year old shot several people in class, killing three. The popular kids there were the bullies.
The other one was Livingston High School and it's never made national news. The popular kids there were the atheletes and cheerleaders.
They were about the same size, race distribution, and had simular facilities.
I attended Heath High school in the 8, 9th and 11th grade and was hated. I attended Livingston in the 10th grade and was popular. I had no time to change my behaviour, so it wasn't me.
Today's attitude is, if your kids are having trouble at school, get them on Prozac,
It's the kids problem. I started stuttering at Heath High School, I know it wasn't me with a problem, it was my reaction to one. It was everyone elses problem.
I think that only an open minded psycologist would be able to analyse the real problem. It seems insanity can exist in groups of people.
Now as an adult, my general rules of thumb are:
- If a traffic light turns green and people honk like its a Jeopardy Game, get out of there as fast as you can. That is just the tip of the ice burg.
- If people look at you like they hate you, they probably do. Nothing good can come out of talking to them.
- When moving from one place to another, trust your instincts. There's a lot of difference between mob and parade mentalities.
Sat 
03/06/2010 09:29:03
 jim  Vegas,NV-PlaneViews-So Cramped

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