Book of Jamez

55 y/o malcontent, something of a writer

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Random thoughts, unsolicited opinions, personal stories, and the occasional rant. I’ve been around long enough to have a few things to say, and apparently nobody thought to stop me from putting them on the internet.

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  • Now I'm 46

    Now I'm 46

    Another year has come and gone – this one seemed to go by very quickly for me. I had a lot going on, many changes began here and continued. I left Alcoholics Anonymous It was a while in the making. I finally saw the inner workings of the service side of AA, what I assumed would be the most spiritual was the most sick I guess. It seemed all anyone wanted was what they wanted,…

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  • Puzzle

    For Christmas one year I was given a Hershey’s Kiss 3D puzzle and another puzzle. The Hershey’s Kiss puzzle was little plastic chocolate colored pieces with pegs and holes… it didn’t have many pieces so I solved it quickly and wondered what possessed my mother to buy me a puzzle. It occurred to me that it was likely someone providing gifts to needy children. Mom wanted us to have a good Christmas so she signed…

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  • Eric John – An Interlude

    Somewhere over the Atlantic ocean a man named Eric john listened to the ice cubes hit his glass as he swirled his drink over the sound of the droning of the aircraft and the various conversations by the other passengers. The brandy waters down by the ice cubes but would have to do, it was a last minute flight he was lucky to get a first class seat at all. He hadn’t had time to shave…

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  • Training Tribulations

    I do a wide variety of tasks at the office. I like to think I do them all pretty well. One of the things I do that others think I do well is train people. All I really do is share what I know. It’s akin to Alcoholics Anonymous – someone shared with me so I can do this better so now I’m sharing it with you. I may on occasion have to modify my…

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  • Eric John – Part VIII

    The beginning of this story can be found here: Eric John Eric John had been missing two days now. The police had questioned Mrs Smithton, but she had slipped into a shock where she couldn’t seem to talk at all. She would just stare straight ahead at nothing. Once in a while a tear would form in her eye and run down her cheek. The cheery, helpful Mrs. Smithton that had helped so many children…

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  • Fleeing Facebook

    I deactivated my Facebook account today, there are several reasons – mostly the election results and the realization of how many of my “friends” are racist, haters and hypocrites. But honestly for me it’s almost as big a time sink as World of Warcraft was. 

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  • Revolution

    I’ve been up for a few hours thinking about a revolution. Thinking about America the broken. Last night I wrote about acceptance and turning the other cheek so to speak… but even as I finished writing it I thought “what a bunch of pollyanna bullshit”. Looking back and seeing hate, vitriol and santorum (look it up) win state after state, primary after primary and each and every time it was downplayed (first by the Republicans)…

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  • A Small Rant

    I had a conversation tonight with two gentlemen I respect – well mostly I listened 😉 We were talking about how the American way apparently is to take and keep taking. It isn’t about give and take or about giving until your heart bleeds – the American way is about pleasing yourself. No more being nice, no more helping for helping sake, no more old softy. I don’t really take them seriously, we’re hurt right…

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  • Eric John – Part VII

    You can read earlier parts of this story starting here: Eric John  Mrs. Wirsing was worried sick when Eric John didn’t show up for class after the second period. She just knew something bad had happened, the children’s services worker that she had met had assured her he would be in the same school district. Time just seemed to drag as she waited for lunch so she could call him. The call was answered right…

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  • Thoughts on Eric John

    One of the things I don’t think I do well when I write a story is dialogue. It just doesn’t seem to come off well and I don’t like it. I’ve done it a few times where it seems ok but when I look at it I have doubt about what I’ve done and if it should be there at all. I remember reading one of my favorite writers (of course I can’t recall who)…

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