Author Archives: chuckbjames

Jeff is his name. He’s homeless. Very nice. Comes everyday 7-4. My time in Arizona has been good. Oxygen levels are up. Pain is better. Where do the crumbs lead? I don’t know yet… Yesterday something interesting happened. My former employer decided I violated the non-compete. I didn’t. Not even close. It was like IContinue reading “Jeff…”

I’m in Arizona for a while. Hoping the lower elevation will provide some relief. Doc said it will. Guaranteed it. Wonder if money back comes with that? Doubt it. I work from a coffee shop all day. Every day I go there, there is a man who sits next to me. He sits there allContinue reading “Much Bigger Than I Thought…”

I must say even typing that felt uncomfortable. But it’s not for what it sounds like. That phrase can be taken 2 ways. “What about me…” can mean, “don’t forget me” or “hey, consider me” It can also be a prelude to an adjective list. In other words… “What about me makes me want toContinue reading “What About Me…”

I used to think about what I wanted to “unknow”. Something I know but didn’t want to know anymore. I used to answer that it was that my daughter’s would date. I knew it would happen but I didn’t need to know it in advance. But now my answer would be different. As I thoughtContinue reading “Unknow What I Know…”

Paper boy Back in St. Joe Missouri I would get up at 4 am and go to the corner where my stacks of paper would be dropped off. I would then carefully pack the papers in my paper bag while putting the rubber bands to wrap the papers in a special pocket for easy access.Continue reading “You Had One Job…”

My second favorite movie, The Princess Bride has a quote in it: “Life is pain highness, anyone who tells you differently is selling you something” Another quote from someone slightly more famous: “In this world you will have trouble…” Something stood out to me when I talked to Casey Martin a few months ago. HeContinue reading “Don’t Deny Me The Blessing!”

I’ve never liked the word savory. It just doesn’t fit. Salty or spicy? Doesn’t fit. Especially when you think about someone saying they want to “savor” the moment. I’m sitting at a coffee shop at 6 am crying. Writing. (YES I found one I can sit at and didn’t just buy a $7 coffee, IContinue reading “Sweet or Savory…”

I’m good…I’m good I’m good I’m good. Living life just like I should. It’s been a long time living this way. Worrying what people say. Feeling like I won’t fit in. But I won’t give up, no I won’t give in. We’re looking for something more. What am I looking for. It’s been with meContinue reading “I’m Good, I’m Good, I’m Good…”

What can I count on? 2020 has taught me many things I can count on…and not count on. What can I count on? I can count on my fingers I can count on my toes I can count on Count Chocula I can count on the Count of Montecristo I can count on the factContinue reading “Count Chocula…”

I’ve always believed that the reason torture works is because you don’t know how long it will take. If I knew how long it would be…I think I could endure most anything. 2020 has proven that theory correct. If I knew there was an end…I could endure it better. I think about the Israelites andContinue reading “Never See You Again…”