Personal

So, it’s rolled around again. I’ve managed to lap the sun and tick off one more year. In addition to myself, is my good friend Scott Argiro…

 

..seen here with me in the Spring of 1987.

Well, 25 years have passed, and Scott has been working out, eating right, settled down and married, you can see by the following picture that he is, in fact, falling apart rather rapidly. Safe to say, Scott may have in fact, discovered the fountain of old.

(Scott and Jim today.)

I, on the other hand, have grown more handsome, debonair, and maintained my rugged good looks and boyish charm by chain smoking, living on pizza, burgers and beer and vodka, and chasing trouble in a skirt at every opportunity.

Jim Says: “Happy Birthday, buddy. I SAY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BUDDY!!”
(He doesn’t hear as well as he used to.)

I just wanted to say an extra special thanks for my surprise early Christmas present courtesy of my good friend Steven Doctors.

Many of you know I am a HUGE Rolling Stones nut. Some Girls came out in 1978 to some mild controversy regarding the cover art of the album. This album’s first track, also the first single released from the album, was “Miss You”. Regardless of it being a 4 to the floor disco beat track somewhat removed from their blues roots, it hit #1 on the Billboard charts in the U.S.

This album also spawned one of my all time favorite quotes from Keith Richards. When asked why they called the album “Some Girls”, Keith replied, “Because we can’t remember their fucking names.”rnrnAnd that, my friend, is Rock and Roll!

Jim Says: ” I’ve been walking’ Central Park. Singin’ after dark. People think I”m crazy…”

Mom was Right!

There were times that I would go to the grocery store with my Mom when I was a child, and ask for certain foods. Most of them were patently unhealthy but quite delicious.

Mom would always say “When you’re an adult and making your own money, you can eat whatever you want.”

Every Halloween, General Mills would release their “Monster Cereals”, of which, my favorite was always Count Chocula. I LOVE Count Chocula and would constantly pester Mom for it.

Mom’s would counter “When you’re all grown up and making your own money, you can eat Count Chocula for breakfast, lunch and dinner!”

You’re goddam right, I can!

However, Mom also said that “Man cannot live on Count Chocula alone.”rnrn

Again, Mom was right.

Jim Says: “And after I’m done, I’ll make a fort out of the goddam boxes.”