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Jonathan Jeffries

Jonathan Jeffries
Location
New York, New York, United States
Birthday
April 14
Bio
I am now living my two thousandth life. Actually, 2,784th. First, I was a hippie. I danced whether there was music or not. Whether alone, or surrounded by thousands. I took college classes and hung out on the Boston Common with my guitar. We marched for the end of the War. Then I joined the War. I was in uniform, (Okay. Hippies had uniforms too, but this was a real uniform.) I marched. (Okay. Not the same kind of marching that hippies do. Real marching. With a marching band and flags and very serious people on all sides. I did not fit in well. I opened a off-base off the base coffeehouse where we sang hippie-ish songs and waited for the end of our hitch while some of our friends serious and otherwise died. Really. I started writing. School books. Little stories for fifth grade or third grade that taught that the world was open and how to spell the word raisin. Then I went into television. (Okay, not into the television, into television news. Which was news then and not infotainment, but saying that makes me sound like an old hippie. Which apparently I have become. And on the way I married. Several women. but not all at once. even I am that smart. My grown up children are musicians and kinda hippie like. I have days when I am glad about that and I have days when regrets, I have a few. (Apologies to Paul Anka) I practiced yoga. I ran 30 miles a week. I refereed soccer games and rode my bicycle thousands and thousands of miles. Threw a paper route painted apartments, sold furniture, bought wire and gears and god knows what for a factory job. and I stopped writing. You know, writing is hard to do. It's painful. Not as painful as not writing, but still..... I tried to be boring for a few years. The other boring people said I didn't fit in well. Well. So. I wrote teeny tiny things for a tiny teeny neighborhood paper. About how to fix things. (That's how Eva knows me. She was my editor. Poor thing.) And we, L and I, got bored with living under gigantic Oklahoma skies. (and I had ridden every inch of chip and seal highway for three states around) So we moved to New York City. That was fifteen years ago or two hundred, I can't really tell. Somewhere in those years one prodigal son returned, we rejoiced. He cleaned up his act. We rejoiced. He met someone and they had the cutest baby boy. We were overjoyed. And that sometimes is a problem. He announced that, though I had been a part of his life as his adoptive father, he wanted no further contact with me. He thought it would be confusing to explain all the grandparents to the cutest baby boy. Um? I said. So L worked in fashion and I managed a hardware store and I got fat from too many MaryAnn's Mexican meals. So I started running again. I went from puffing to the bus stop to finishing the 2007 NYC Marathon. And my other boyo turned out to be the best kid ever in the world. No. Really. People have checked. The best. January 1st, 2008 I said out loud. "I think my life cannot get any better." And by mid-August, it lay in ashes. L left. Left twenty years of marriage, left ... . She was ......unhappy. So I ran the Marathon again and now run just about every day. Back up to about 22 miles a week and I still occasionally cry through some of those miles. I was writing this fabulous story now about this guy who had 2,784 lives. And my editor kept saying "Pick one for christ'ssakes!!" but I couldn't because they are all my favorite lives. So far. But, maybe, just maybe, this 2785th life will be the one. It has all the right elements of a comeback.

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JUNE 15, 2010 2:10PM

We Called It Sumo-Soccer.

In 1970's adult summer soccer leagues in Tulsa, Oklahoma we referees were not supposed to start a game if the temperature was over 100°F. It gets that hot a lot in July and August.

Teams hated that because they wanted to play. They would drive all the way out to the… Read full post »

JUNE 10, 2010 4:50PM

The Bistro with the 30 Page Menu

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I saw this sign one day when I was out and about and I laughed a little. Twenty-Seven ways of doing Yoga. How would you pick? Take three classes of each and then, if you remembered all the differences, pick your top five and take five classes of each and then… Read full post »

 Ships

There were great ships in the harbor of the sky the day I finally knew. 

 Let me tell you so you don't have to wonder, I know a lot of people wonder

 whether they will know or even have a feeling

 just before the edge looms up.

You do.

Traffic … Read full post »

Morning Crow 

The hardest part about getting started or re-started is starting. I can't tell how many mornings I have stood outside my apartment building in my shorts and tee-shirt going through some kind of check list-  got water bottle, got on sunscreen, got sunglasses, got on the ri… Read full post »

News Reports: Richard Blumenthal, candidate for Senate from Connecticut, admitted last Friday that, on occasion, he may have misstated his military service record.  

Good morning and welcome to my third press conference regarding statements I have made in the past about my past. I thought I woulRead full post »

 

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In papers filed in the Seventh District Federal Court on Monday, the Nabisco Corporation will pursue infringement of trademark lawsuits against 686 owners of dogs that the company has identified as using the name "Oreo". Company spokesperson Max Breedlov… Read full post »

MAY 16, 2010 6:28PM

Pilgrim's List Open Call

 1.   What is your favorite word?  Calmness

2.   What is your least favorite word?  "Attention passengers"

3.   What turns you on? Smiles. Warm midnights. Chilly dawns.

4.   What turns you off?  Airs of superiorityRead full post »

What did e.e. cummings say about 'true, beautiful things'? That they'd be gone 'in a moon or two'.  Now comes word that they have canceled Law and Order. Huh. This is going to change everything. How will those folks up near Riverside Drive and Ft. Tryon Park make it through the… Read full post »

The Asian Sage says "Compulsions pass in moments, I remain calm and let them go!"  I really wish I could learn to do that, it would, I know, save me a lot of time and trouble. Then again, all the best things seem to come to me when I leap after… Read full post »

MAY 12, 2010 10:41AM

A Dozen to See Repeatedly

 By request and I'm happy to join in.

I'm lucky. I have no memory for movies. I watch them and enjoy them and then, like Gena Rowlands in The Notebook, I can watch the same movie again and not remember how it's going to end.  How does The Notebook end anyway? It's… Read full post »

I am the odd one at the restaurant table who asks "Are there anchovies in the Caesar Salad?" hoping to hear the answer "Yes.". Caesar Salad is supposed to have anchovies, not just anchovy paste, mixed in with the greens. Invariably, the waitress promises to remove all anchovies and I have… Read full post »


 It will be 35 years on Friday.
 (James Santora)
35 years since the last ten gyrines jumped onto that last helicopter getting out of Saigon.
 (John Hall)
then that whole thing was finally over,
 (Mike Ingram)
 sort of,
 for most of everybody
 (Ray Sibley),
 but you co… Read full post »

APRIL 24, 2010 1:17PM

Blogging the Saturday Morning Run

0.0 ---  Get Pandora started on the Talking Heads Channel, head South on Overlook Terrace, turn left and left again onto Bennett Avenue.

.75-- 1.0 Try not to be too smug about how good it feels to be running down this long long long hill. It's going to be the last long… Read full post »

APRIL 23, 2010 9:57AM

We Spelled It Grainola

Thirty five years ago we spelled it Grainola. We spelled it that way for a couple of reasons.: 1) There is a little bitty town up in the Osage by that name. We had ridden our bicycles  up out of Pawhuska to get there. The way back was by the narrowest, prettiest,  two lane… Read full post »

APRIL 22, 2010 10:18AM

The Pink Window

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's early. Too early. I'm out on a pre-dawn run, trying to shake off the last of my sleep, trying to get myself lifted into moving at more than a walking pace, but I am lagging. I'm up and out, but my mind… Read full post »

Blag Hag, a wonderful perky sort, has offered a rebuttal to the Iranian Cleric who thinks scantily clad women cause earthquakes. (Well, they do, but not the kind he is thinking of.) Here she is:

 

http://www.blaghag.com/2010/04/in-name-of-science-i-offer-my-boobs.html

In the name of science, IRead full post »

Where was i? Oh yes.... went to Montana. Stayed until Spring, drove to visit friends in Tulsa. 

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1971- Wrote children's stories for Elementary Teaching Programs. They offered me $75.00 for each one I could write containing the right vocabulary words. I wrote 4oo or s… Read full post »

APRIL 21, 2010 8:48AM

You Go by Stopping

 

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You go by stopping
You stop by listening
You listen by seeing
You see by grasping

You grasp by letting go

Then you go. Read full post »

Job seekers are advised to make a list of all of their job experiences, but first here's a picture of what this felt like:

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1955- Mowed lawns, raked leaves, shoveled sidewalks.

1956- Mowed lawns, raked leaves, shoveled sidewalks.

1957- Mowed lawns, raked leaves, shoveled sidewalks, threw… Read full post »

It wasn't the easiest thing to do.  I am, if nothing else, a compassionate boss. The kind of boss who says "Atta, boy" and "Way to Go!" and tries hard to find nice things to say about any particular success.  I do not believe in creating hostile work environments, I like… Read full post »

 

 Staring

Staring at the big stainless pan with the beautiful red-red sauce trying to birth itself is taking too much out of me.  I have to look away. This is going to take some time so


In the weekend news from the Heights of New York I offer these… Read full post »

Every morning I go up on the roof deck and take a picture of the dawn. Some mornings are full of fog and clouds, some are glories. Egg Yolk Morning

 

 I send the pictures to my Facebook page and then make some coffee, get a grapefruit out of the refrigerator, try to get… Read full post »

New York, The Heights April 17th 

Is your brain like mine? Wait. Don't answer that. That's one of those questions like "Are we alone in the Universe?"

 Yes, we are alone. Yipes.

No, we are not alone. Yipes.

I mean is your brain like mine in that it is brilliant at thinking of things… Read full post »

What am I thankful for? Ah. Hmm. It was just before the summer break that my father’s trial for trying to kill my mother began and they decided that I should be sent away. I’m thankful for that. My mother wanted to attend the trial every day and sit behind the… Read full post »

No meeting should last longer than one hour, that was a rule Russell had followed throughout his whole career. So it was like sitting on sandpaper to be in Mr. Eric Emerson's office for more than two and half hours, even if it was really sitting on a butter soft leather… Read full post »