JimFormation
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JimFo Reblogs
This is where I curate bits, pieces, photos, quotes, and the like that I find around the web. (It's mostly pictures. Shhh...) -
Madama Jiu-Jitsu, The Unofficial Blog
This is where I wax poetic and philosophic about all things Brazilian jiu-jitsu.
A child in a bunny suit kisses the ring of Bishop Joseph Flannelly in NYC on St Patrick’s Day in 1949 (via)
One of the differences between me and Bishop Joseph Flannelly is that I would NEVER let a child kiss my ring. Instead, I’d grab him by the ears and kiss his little forehead.
I will bow down to a child before I would ever have one bow down to me.
(via weirdvintage)
When I grow up, I want to look like this guy. His name is Tu-Bardh Wilson and he is a drummer (duh) for the Scottish drum and pipes musical group, Clanadonia.
What do you think? 1200 calories per day? 5% body fat? Testosterone replacement therapy?
[These photos are by Brad Riley. I didn’t get his permission to use them. Brad’s got to improve his Photoshop skilz. He’s probably pissed at me right now. I’m waiting for the “pull these photos down” email.]
I’m a Level 1 Lego Master Builder working on my Level 2 certification, biatch.
Not a creature was stirring …
(via iamboundtowin)
I have it on good authority that Santa is going to bring me one of these for Christmas. It’s a Samsung NX2000. Not quite a digital SLR. Not quite a rangefinder. But something in between.
I’ve always been a fan of old school rangefinder-style cameras, especially as they have traditionally been used for street photography. They’re small, lightweight and offer plenty of plenty of control — including the ability to change lenses.
I’m also a fan of new school electronics and gizmos.
This camera, according to Santa, bridges the gap. Old school style and new school wizbang.
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Again, according to Santa, this thing will come with a couple of lenses:
- a compact 20-50mm f/3.5-5.6 lens for nice everyday, all-around shooting and,
- a 50-200mm f/4-5.6 lens for when I need to get close to my subject when I can’t (or don’t want to) get physically close.
Because of the nature and size of the image sensor, it’s supposed to take incredible low light photos. This is great because I take a lot of indoor photos and like to use available light instead of the flash.
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So, thanks to Santa, I think my old hobby of taking photographs will be breathed new life.
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Oh. Why do you suppose Santa is hiding this under my bed?
If you have a pile of chopped wood next to just about anything that you’re doing right now, I’m probably a little envious.
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I’m probably not envious if you’re next to a pile of wood that you’re still chopping.
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Probably.
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I’m sitting behind a desk.
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I’d rather be chopping wood.
(via anauthenticlife)
Some company brought us a couple of boxes of oranges as a Christmas gift. They were in the break room when I went back to make a cup of coffee.
This is what oranges are supposed to look like, I said to no one (because no one was there). I bet these oranges even have pits!
I was excited. I had to tell someone.
I peeked around the corner. An innocent woman was quietly working at her desk. I juggled the one orange I had in my hand and said to her, You know, I don’t trust fruit without seeds.
"Huh?"
Fruit without seeds. I mean, how are they going to make more fruit. Fruit without seeds? I don’t trust ‘em.
"Now there’s my thought for today," was all she could answer.
And the thought had nothing to do with fruit without seeds. Nothing. The thought of the day has to do with the crazy guy at work and how to avoid him.
I continued talking to her: Do you know what else I don’t trust? Guys without thumbs.
"Do you meet a lot of those?" She asked.
One.
I’ve only met one. I went to shake his hand and my hand slipped all the way to his wrist. I shook his wrist. No thumb to stop my hand. It was off-putting.
If you don’t have a thumb, I think you should warn a guy the first time you shake his hand. It’s only polite.
That’s why I don’t trust guys with no thumbs.
Or seedless fruit.
My maternal grandfather died in a carnival accident. This is how I always imagined his death.
That’s right, my grandfather was a carny.
(via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
I’m going to start publishing short form independent content on the web (aka blogging) again. But it’s a discipline. It’s a habit. It’s a commitment.
I want to do it. So I will do it. Right?
Maybe.
I’ve decided to move away from Wordpress as my blogging platform of choice and to Tumblr. Tumblr seems a place for personal blogs these days. So I’m here.
JimFormation is hosted on Tumblr for now. You’re soaking in it.
In preparation for this new day of blogging, I’ve gone and made two other Tumblr blogs:
- JimFo Reblogs
This is a curated collection of miscellany I find on the web of which I have decided not to add commentary. Most of what you find here will have been pilfered from other Tumblr blogs. - Madama Jiu-Jitsu, The Unofficial Blog
I am a brown belt in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu under Josh Madama. I am a jiu-jitsu geek and most of my days are spent thinking about jiu-jitsu. This is a blog where I wax poetic and otherwise about all things jiu-jitsu.
Okay. That’s enough rambling for now.
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tl;dr - I’m going to start writing again. I’m doing it under Tumblr. I have two other blogs: JimFo Reblogs (pretty pictures and quotes) and Madama Jiu-Jitsu, The Unofficial Blog (geeky Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu).
Merry Almost Christmas
(via rulesofearth)
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Success is the only Option!
- a Gentleman’s Blog
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