Jim Scott

A long time ago a little baby girl was born.  She was gorgeous, but not quite done yet, so when her parents brought her home they had to put her in an easy bake oven and flip her over every so often.  She emerged like a beautiful butterfly out of a cocoon.  She grew up and was the best friend to my daughter, and was so much a part of my life that I have always called her my “other” daughter.  Unfortunately for dads, daughters grow up,...

You know that no one likes to be made obsolete.  Every day you hear someone mention some job that has been taken over by a robot or some other form of automated process.  We want everything faster, cheaper, and if possible – controlled by an app on our Smartphone’s.  There is a price for getting what we want, and it means that some people will get left behind, if they cannot be educated to perform a new function. None of this comes as...

My decision to run for President has been long coming.  This is not an Obama bashing move or anything, although his flagrant use of Executive Orders gives me hope for the possibility of King Jim.  This journey actually started a long time ago.  I have resisted the urge since my political leanings do not coincide with either of the major parties. However, what spurred me on was my recent attempt to change up my Mom’s health care...

So I am partners in a company that has a scissor lift.  If you do not know what that is, I’ll explain.  It is one of those deals you see people use that lift them up in the air to work on lights, signs, bridges, and stuff.  A scissor lift has alternating braces underneath that look like scissors opening and closing as it lifts you up into the air – hence the name.  I was using it last week when the switch to turn the wheels to the...