Adventures of a Recovering Fat Guy
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Hi. I'm Jim. I'm a writer. These are my opinions.
My lawyer said that a disclaimer would be good, but he didn't include any jokes to go with it. Damned if I can think of any either.
Some musicians make it big. Others never leave their bedrooms. Herein lies the story of the players in between, as well as tales about ballet dancers, ground squirrels, and a to go mug.
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I traveled to Tanzania with my friend Mike and climbed Kilimanjaro. This is the story that that trip inspired. Check it out! If you like it, please share it with friends!
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.
You had me at shitting our pants.
I love this more than is reasonable for this sort of thing.
I woke up with this fucking diddy in my head today.
I love it.
I’d love to come too, but… the 4555.495 mile distance is somehow putting me off.
Now I feel like a big fucking jerk.
Nevertheless I’m gonna drink till I shit my pants!