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Hello and welcome, friend! My name is Jim and this is my blog, constructed entirely of dreams and opinions. My lawyer said that a disclaimer would be a good idea, but he didn't include any jokes to go with it. Damned if I can think of any either.
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Pat Passed Away

I wrote and watercolor-illustrated a little book about my Mom passing away.
Download it for free and consider a donation to her favorite charity, the
Revlon Run Walk for women.
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Stupid dream
I dreamed last night that I was part of a travelling catering group. My job was to play guitar and sing for people at the party. I was supposed to walk around among them and play for them before the party really got going, but I felt that this was such a stupid and cheesy idea that I couldn’t bring myself to do it and I just sat down instead.
Then when the party was going I worked at one of the bars stationed around the room. My pay in that role was directly tied to how much alcohol I sold, but I didn’t feel like trying to get people to drink if they didn’t want to. So I wasn’t going to make as much as I could have, but when the thing was over I felt awkward about asking for my money since I just sat down during the walking around and playing guitar part, which is what I was originally hired to do.
I was also not accepted by the rest of the travelling catering group because they all worked very hard and I did nothing.
What an awkward-feeling dream.