Jim is as smart as he is handsome. Really.

Before I met him, I heard many awful things about him. Turns out they were mostly true, but I digress...He's a fiercely principled man with many a skeleton in his closet. A good friend with impeccable taste in music. Too bad he is a goddamned HIPPIE!
--skid

You, the reader, you wish you were me. Why do you wish you were me? Because Jim Graham and I get to work together and talk all throughout the day, and sometimes for large portions of the evening and weekend, as well. And the words "mentor" and "sounding board" and "inspiration" come to mind, but the thing that is most prominent to me is that I get to laugh at least a half dozen times a day, and most often more, and it's because this man is funny. Funny is not a word I use lightly, mind you. Plus, if you pull a really viciously catty internet joke on him, he won't even flinch. So there.

Jim is annoying most of the time. But his wife is cool. Oh, and he usually has booze at his house.

this is a little known fact but jim is my personal savior. out at burning man '02 I had a bad interaction with a big ass kite, too much wind and the very unforgiving surface the playa. it was a white out, I was slipping into shock, my shoulder completely trashed from said interaction and jim happened to be wandering by, he literally took me under his wing (er, that would be gills, no?) and dragged my sorry ass on a playafied mutant ATV down to the medical tent in center camp, oh did I mention we were in the walk in, 90 degrees and quite some distance from center camp, oh and it was a white out, very windy, very dusty and weird. you see if jim hadn't showed up, I'd be in particularly bad way, so yeah, he's my savior.