Author Archives: German Jones

I spend too much time alone. This has been true all of my life. It started when I was a young boy living in the country, with nothing but sticks and my repetitive imagination to keep me company. Now that … Continue reading →

To be fair, as I plan to leave this city, I should think about some of its positives. Manicured trees, nice restaurants, and this coffee/liquor store right around the corner from my house. Not only is there free wine tastings … Continue reading →

Some days, there is nothing else to do but sit at home and drink.

1. An opening in chess in which a minor piece, or pieces, usually a pawn, is offered in exchange for a favorable position. 2. A maneuver, stratagem, or ploy, especially one used at an initial stage. 3. A remark intended … Continue reading →

German Jones, the son of none, has known some good pain. He feels a strong kinship with Athena, as they sprang from similar heads. He wanders often in search of pasture. His books are forthcoming. His intentions are good. And … Continue reading →

The question is why? Why didn’t I know hip-hop? I have spent my more formative years caring about music. Caring may not be the correct term. Maybe obsessing? Yeah, that’s a bit more accurate. I know I have written about … Continue reading →

It is always important to prepare for the future. Someday, when I am published in paper format, I will need to sign a name to my words. This is where you come in–you need to help me choose that name. … Continue reading →

Tony’s latest lament: “I am getting tired of opinions, my own and others. I am ready for some absolutes. Some definitive, uncompromised assurance of anything. I would like to divide all of this grey. I want black. And white. Or … Continue reading →

A still life is often a beautiful life. Tony and I are on vacation this weekend. We’ve been watching The Sopranos. Subsequently, Tony is now considering pinstripes for his new stylish sleepwear. However, I don’t think that he’ll get much … Continue reading →