Hey, look what I found...

It appears I have had a blog since the mid aughts!  Who knew?

I sure didn't.


Let's dust this thing off. 

Let's see where it takes me.  If you want to be a passenger I'm going to insist you wear your seat belt.  Perhaps you should keep some Dramamine handy too.

Let's go set some boundaries.  A skill I've lacked for....ever?

Let's go push some other boundaries.  Push; bend, don't break 'em.

Let's go eat.

Let's go walk.

Let's go see.

Let's go smile.


Yes, that's fucking "royal we."  Or, maybe Jimmy just talks in the 3rd person all the time.  Nope, just an incidental case of royal presumption.  This is my blog.  Like Abe said: Of, for, and by Jim. That middle one is pretty important to remember, gang. 

Let me be explicit: I am writing this for an audience of one - myself.

Critique is welcomed, sought, and appreciated.  Criticism is not.



Hold on!


Jim
(Seamus,
Diego,
Jakob)*


*IFYKYK; Emphasis added as foreshadowing...

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