The birthday doldrums continue over a period of several days. I can see getting wishes on Thursday, which I reluctantly accept. But getting happy birthday wishes on Friday and Saturday became as exciting as a sinus attack. Unless a person is sick, no one gets a short cut (Family and friends included).
I only counted the ones who made wishes on the actual birthday, bringing me to seven percent. About 225 wishes when I have 2,950 friends or followers does not work for me. I expect at least 300 birthday wishes.
Coupled with the two job rejections and unhappiness at the office, it won't be one of my memorable birthdays. I am praying better days are ahead for me.
The question some may ask: am I suicidal? Of course not. I can certainly confront them over this, but I won't. I just won't fool with them as I prepare for an exit. I know that the world doesn't revolves JK Jones, but I expect respect.
Having your birthday fall on a hump day is one thing, especially with work and corporate meeting heavily involved.
Facebook messages are nice, but when you've got a high volume of followers, a certain number is expected. Failing to reach 10 percent of that total and not getting the birthday wish from a particular person or persons is disappointing.
How I celebrate is something different. I usually pick a day to myself for a dinner of steak, baked potato and caesar salad with a peanut butter double doozie cookie.
The third week of October is how I go toward the 18th, which I was born at 4:44 a.m. in 1969. I got turned down for a credential for the Alabama-Tennessee football game in my hometown of Tuscaloosa.
The day before the 18th I got turned down for two jobs that I coveted since returning to the home state. I'm sad over that because I'm trying to get the hell out of town. Love the people here, just hate where I work. I'm unhappy and not having fun. Two things that make me go having fun and being happy.
Feel that I'm a pro wrestler challenging for the world tag team titles without a partner. Maybe one day, my big break comes. Who knows when that will be.
Last month, I had the pleasure of meeting an acting legend in Selma, Alabama.
Danny Glover, a famous actor and producer, appeared in the Queen City to attend the 60th anniversary of Unity Day.
I covered the event in my Managing Editor role with the Selma Times-Journal and made it a big deal of the actor best-known for the "Lethal Weapon" movie franchise and "The Color Purple."
Of course, I never talked to Glover, 77, about how to break into the business with my multiple award-winning screenplays.
I took a photo with Glover and ran a two-part series on his appearance in Selma. It was well-received, and Glover attended the Bridge Crossing Jubilee's 50th anniversary in 2015, three years before my arrival in Selma.
I love being part of the International Movie Database Universe. Simply known as IMDB.com, the website gives credit to actors, producers, directors and screenwriters.
Of course, I fall into the screenwriter category. I've worked very hard to reach this point, getting recognized for my work. I didn't mind paying the $12 monthly fee for each year, I did not have a problem with paying the lump sum at one time.
While my IMDB.com resume is impressive, I've got a long ways to go. Until I've made a film, I'm just a registered screenwriter.
For the most part, it was a good Christmas. Drove down to Pensacola, Florida and delivered a 42-inch TV and bag of candy to the 17-year-old who took no for an answer and insisted that I travel in frigid cold. The 2-hour, 45-minute drive was not as bad as I imagined. We did our usual BBQ lunch, went to a department to make nothing was missed. She found LED lights and another t-shirt to go with the other stuff.
I wrapped up the other part by visiting home and my sister recovering from knee surgery. I was not disappointed of her inability to cook, just another family members not volunteering to step up. Her friends came to her rescue. If my sister asked me, I'd arrange food in times like these. Especially for New Year's Day
I have to spend part of Christmas Monday (the holiday because it fell on a Sunday) working. I'm used to that, meaning it feels like a Mississippi Christmas.
It's another Thanksgiving for me.
I'll spend a few hours at the office working to get another E-Edition published. I enjoy the alone time because I won't have any distractions, other than listening to Classic Ballads of my choice. Too bad we don't have a TV to keep me company/
Football is slowly disappearing from me, something I never thought would happen. Maybe it's because of these huge-ass salaries' these players are making, especially NFL quarterbacks ($40 million a year).
A bright spot is that I have holiday food, thanks to making two plates from the newspaper's annual Thanksgiving dinner. I don't have to ask a relative to bring me food despite being 75 miles away from me. I eat turkey and dressing twice a month. I am good in that regard.
I never like going to anyone's home for Thanksgiving dinner because it makes me feel desperate. Unless I am seeing someone, that's the only way I go.
I've turned Thanksgiving into a mini vacation. I'll watch my brand of SEC football while hoping to find inspiration for another screenplay.
October 18 was just another day. My birthday fell on a Tuesday, and I attended a Democrat Committee meeting that evening.
Family members posted greetings before noon, normally that pleases me. But one thing someone did that irritated me: posting a photo of myself heavier at the job that let me go and putting my most important writing accomplishments.
I did not get anything from the woman I once expected to spend the rest of my life with. We had a big fight when her mother died on Labor Day week. I've pretty much counted her out and it will take a miracle for us to reconnect.
National Alabama Football Hatorade Day is always celebrated different days each year.
Monday, October 17, 2022 is the national holiday for hatred of Alabama football. It's the Monday after the Crimson Tide loses a game. Tennessee knocked off Alabama 52-49 in Neyland Stadium.
We know the drill. Alabama loses a game on the road. Fans of home team rush onto field, tear down goal posts. Alabama coaches and players can't leave the field.
When Alabama beats somebody, it's just another day.
What's gotten sad about this ordeal: social media making threats to Alabama players and fans. Especially when ESPN and FOX Sports encourage it and join on the celebration.
Another reason I don't watch pre-game shows anymore. Sports journalism is a thing of the past. All we have now are ex-pro athletes who often root for their teams or favorite players in the broadcast booth.
As for Alabama football, I'm at stage of the contestant on the Price of Right Game show, where the person won the car, is now playing for the showcase (until they have to go home and pay taxes on the gifts).
Alabama coach Nick Saban has broken the record for most national championships, seven, a record won't be broken for eons. Saban is cemented as the greatest coach ever. Another title at Alabama will break Bear Bryant's record with the Crimson Tide.
The nation, except Alabama, can rejoice and celebrate all week. College football and the NFL have changed from the way we grew up. It's really sad.
The month of October is always an emotional spot for me. My birthday is the 18th and I usually do something a day or so later.
I am a big fan of Halloween, eating Halloween candy and cookies. I enjoy making Halloween baskets filled with Peanut Butter pumpkins, candy corn, witch popcorn, bat gum and Dracula teeth. The girls always shared my view of Halloween, wanting a bag of candy and a gift.
I usually purchase peanut butter pumpkins a week after Halloween at reduced price, putting them in a Christmas basket six weeks later. To me, pumpkins always represented the Fall.
JK Jones' writing career began as a junior at Holt High in 1986 as as Sports Editor of the Purple Reign, the school's newspaper until graduating in 1988. It opened the door to a long and successful sports writing career. As an author, several of Jones' E-books were best sellers. Jones has shown promise during the early stages of screenwriting. Jones' short screenplay, Instant Replay, was accepted by the Cannes Latitude Film Festival in 2016. Jones' most recent screenplay, False Start, was selected to the Chihuahua International Film Festival in November, 2019. For more information, visit https://www.scriptrevolution.com/profiles/jk-jones.
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