Kim Jackson

It’s time to come clean and face the music.

Can we all get along?

I do own one of his albums

You’re never to old to … what was I saying again?

Cups don’t runneth over on TV

What’s the difference between cartoons and reality? Not much when I was a kid.

I could look worse

Today’s story about the health risks of using ground up tires on playgrounds and sports fields reminded me of the school days at Madison Elementary, which now houses the Linn Benton Lincoln Education Service District offices at Fourth Avenue and Madison Street.
We would have killed for a toxic rubber surface on that playground, which was [...]

This blogging thing is tough.
After Friday I went into a three-day weekend in which I spent most of it cleaning our house and nurturing my new lawn in the back yard (watch this space for a future new-guy-seeding-new-lawn-not-very-well blog), taking care of my grandson and tending to other bits of life. So, my apologies to [...]

The mug has gotta go.
My blog picture, used I presume in an unholy deal between one of our photographers and Travis The Blog Master, is unsettling at best and scary at worst. I plan to have something else replace it as soon as possible.
This particular image elicited a few comments from my deskmates when it [...]