Jimmy is a world class vagabond who has bounced through Asia, America and Europe and stuck around in South America long enough to become fluent in Spanish. He has the coolest temperament of any man I’ve encountered and one very goofy fun sense of humor.
Since I burn hot and he stays cool and we both like wicked silly humor and partying, we travel well together. We took our first trip together to Panama after only just meeting. We barely landed in Panama City before Jimmy had swept up a couple of beautiful Columbianas on to the dance floor by serenading them in Spanish. We ended up hanging out with these sweet women the two weeks I stayed. Jimmy stuck around for another year to play developer and party his ass off, while I went back to Florida.
Jimmy will always have a charter membership on the good ship Destiny since he flew into Texas with me to buy it and take it on its maiden voyage. Within a few hours of handing over a bank check and grabbing the title we were tailgating in Austin during the annual South by Southwest Music Festival. Then we rolled on into New Orleans where Jimmy’s adrenal glands finally gave out and I met the RV Bunny. Jimmy had to evacuate his imploding body by airplane to Fort Lauderdale. But he sure jump started the Great American Road Trip. Thanks Jimmy.
Jimmy caught up with the Great American Road Trip one year later in Arizona, with his adrenal glands fully charged and ready to party. We immersed ourselves in the vortex laden epicenter of the new age world known as Sedona, Arizona. To learn what happens when you combine vortexes, drinking, drugs, women Jimmy and me in the desert, visit “Caught in a Vortex“. From there we road tripped to Santa Fe, where Jimmy flew back to Fort Lauderdale, Florida.
Hard to know where Jimmy and me will rendezvous next. But wherever we end up – there will be a party and strange stories will be generated for this site.