Author: djibouti.jim

It’s funny how sometimes the switch just flips for you. I walked into the gas station in the town I was raised in last night to grab a cup of coffee. I didn’t know either of the women working behind the counter, but they were in a very dramatic conversation about the availability of groceries…

I’m going to say this…and some of you aren’t going to like it. The law of the jungle states that the strong survive and the weak perish. I believe that to the depth of my soul. I believe 75% of the problems we have as a society are due to the fact that we have…

The Sky is Falling! The Sky is Falling! Ya know, I’ve been complaining about the lack of integrity in the News Media for a long time. This Coronavirus thing has me thinking about the story of Chicken Little though. I’ve listened to the talking heads lie so much in my lifetime that I’m instantly skeptical…

You can ask anyone who knew me back then and they’ll tell that by the time I was old enough to legally drive a car I was not lacking for self confidence. Some would say a little over-confident. Some of them would go as far as to tell you I was a little “cocky”. Truth…

So…Let me ask you this: If the car you wanted…Better yet, the car you felt you couldn’t survive without….if that car cost $67,000 and all you had in your account was $47,000 would you go to the dealership and try to beg the dealership to take a $20,000 hit so you could have the car?…

It’s funny to me the way in which most people complain about winter. In person, on social media…Hell, even the local weatherman talks about a preference for beaches and palm trees. It seems that almost nobody likes the first and last two months of every year. Yeah, I get it…it’s gray and dreary and cold….

I forgot to plug in the block heater on my truck yesterday. That’s the simple little act of neglect that’s prompting this post. I drive a 20 year old F-250 Diesel that holds 15 quarts of pretty heavy oil and if you don’t plug it in and allow the block heater to keep the oil…

I try to be forgiving. I really do. I don’t think it’s particularly easy for anyone, but for those of us who’ve spent most of our adult life with a mission focus based on the worst humanity has to offer… well…for us the task of learning forgiveness is, at times, a little daunting. I’ve found…

I’m afraid… Naah…that’s the wrong word. I’m not afraid of anything that walks, talks or lives under rocks. I’m concerned. Hell, I’m actually a little worried. I’m a planner. I’m always looking a good ways down the road. I try not to get too wrapped up in the things I have no control over, but…

Okay…so, here it is…I’m an addict. It’s not something that I’m particularly proud of, but I’m not afraid to admit it either. Be as judgmental as you’d like…I’m an addict and my addiction has made me a better person. My addiction relaxes me. It helps me escape the stresses of life, expands my mind, shelters…