Author Archives: German Jones

I think it is nice that we give ourselves this cultural opportunity for mass rebirth. To rectify or improve our lives. To feel a bit of weight lifted and new promise given. Tonight is the same as many others, but … Continue reading →

it comes down to this: when each night is the same, why do they continue? how much do my conversations with people really add to me? them? does he notice the new bottle? yes, truthfully he does. and yet they … Continue reading →

Lately I’ve become so reticent in public. The casual observer may not notice this about me, but if you were to listen in on conversations I have they are parred down to the absolute necessities in order to seem pleasant. … Continue reading →

My dad has always liked to talk. Not chit chat really, no, he likes to deliver monologues. I picture him at this moment sitting outside in his backyard, smoking his pipe and creating his next aural opus to expound whenever … Continue reading →

the phrase is something like “sometimes what is hidden, is sexier than what is shown.” this implies that full disclosure would take second place to veiled revelation. i’m not so sure. it depends upon the context. would i like to … Continue reading →

Family gets together and eats good food. But really, family sits in awe of this little darling: MORE HERE

I had hyped this up in my mind. An uncle meets his new-born niece. It is the kind of thing that is supposed to be sweet, but it seems that those things become “supposed to be” events because in actuality … Continue reading →

(In Honor of Audrey) What do I know? How do I know it? And, more importantly, how do I communicate this knowledge? This is my wisdom. A common term for a person’s accumulation of experience and aptitude for meta-cognitive understanding … Continue reading →