Author: Jim Mitchem

Earlier today I asked Twitter for topic suggestions so I could write a random post tonight. I’ve been working a lot lately and just don’t carve out the time necessary to do what I do best – have conversations in my mind while I type. So I asked. And I received some pretty solid ideas. Surprisingly, there were even a few people who mistook me for a social media expert and wanted me to talk about that. However, rather than…

Originally posted 8 November 2009 as ‘I Dreamed a Dream’ I had this dream the other night that Sir Richard Branson (@richardbranson) DM’d me to invite me to contact him off line. I did. He asked whether I’d be interested in participating in a bit of crowdsourcing. It seemed that Virgin America was prepared to launch a new North American advertising campaign and were in the process of querying various concept artists to find the best ‘big idea.’ “We’ve been…

A couple weeks back, a cockroach made its way past the invisible chemical barrier around the outside of our house, and into the hallway. When our youngest daughter Cozette (7) flipped on the light switch to identify the discoloration on the rug, all hell broke loose.  I don’t like roaches, despite growing up around them. They called them water bugs, or palmetto bugs down in Florida. Whatever – they were big, ominous and could fly. The ones up here in…

Bullying may never cease to exist as long as humans run this joint. After all, men desire power. Our only saving grace may be to remember that, as humans, we do have the capacity to change.

Anyone who has ever gotten close to me has left. Except my wife. I suspect one day my daughters will leave, too. It won’t be their fault. They’ll still love me. But they won’t be able to deal with me at close range. I used to wonder about why this is, but after a lifetime of failed relationships and trying to change myself to fit into the idea of what others wanted me to be, I’ve long since given up. I’m…

I wasn’t happy when they took God out of our schools, but somehow we let that pass. We cannot, however, afford to let the unnatural act of homosexual marriage take root here.