Passion = Truth? How Jeffrey James Francis Ircink Sees The World? I love when people are passionate about something. That surging of emotion is the one honest measure of what truth is. It's a truthful display of how a person really feels about something or someone at that particular moment. That passion IS truth.

About me...

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Greendale, Wisconsin, United States
Ex-producer of THE REALLY FUNNY HORNY GOAT INTERNATIONAL SHORT FILM FESTIVAL, playwright, actor, singer, outdoorsman, blogger, amateur photog, observer & bitcher, Beach Boys groupie, Brett Favre fanatic, lover of everything Celtic and forever a member in the Tribe of HAIR. Spent most of my life in the Village of Waterford, a small town just outside of the Milwaukee suburbs. After 12 years in North Hollywood, Bel Air and Culver City, Cali, I moved back to Wisconsin in September 2009. No regrets - of moving to LA OR moving back to WI. Have traveled to Belfast, Ireland, Dayton (OH), Manhattan, Seattle, Cedar Rapids, New York, Miami and Sydney, Australia with my plays. Moved back into the Village of Greendale where I was born. Life is good.


Sunday, December 25, 2016

Meet "Ricci-Earl"...

A 6'10" Balsam fir from Crivitz (the Gateway to the North), Co Marinette, Wisconsin. Did you know Wisconsin is the 5th largest supplier of Christmas trees?

Last year I began the tradition of naming my Christmas tree in honor of a celebrity I liked who passed away that past year. In 2015 it was Maureen O'Hara.

This year it was my friend, Ricci Martin, Dean Martin's youngest son, and my other friend, Earl Hamner, creator of "The Waltons".Two wonderful men whom I miss dearly.

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Monday, August 1, 2016

"The Swimmers"

During one hot day at work last week, I heard children's voices and laughter. So I wrote this:

"The Swimmers"
by Jeffrey James Ircink

The sun beats down hard - unrelenting.
I react with a sigh of despair.
I wipe the sweat from my brow - take a cool drink,
and rue this day of days, wondering when it will
come to an end.
Who shares my plight? Who pities my condition?
Certainly not those angelic voices I hear breaking
through the dense heat of the day.
No, not the children - whose laughter suggests
their hearts beat in rhythm to a solitary
thought and motion, as they jump and frolic
and shout and swim.
Droplets bead down their faces -
faces the heat quickly dries -
only to once again plunge into their 
liquid refreshment again and again...and again.
I recall with fondness the days when I did the same -
felt the same.
I know how those children feel;
I know what they are thinking.
Do they know what I am thinking?
Do they care what I was once them?

Oh-h-h I hate the swimmers.

© Copyright 2016 Jeffrey James Ircink

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Thursday, March 10, 2016

Happy Birthday, Brother Jas!

It's my brother's birthday today. HAPPY DAYS, BROTHER JASON! We share much together - my world would be incomplete without him. XOXO.

Bristol Renaissance Faire

Milwaukee Film Festival


Bow hunting

"Reveille!" - my one act, staged play reading

Easter 1970

Kahuna Rendezvous!

Kahuna Rendezvous!

Mom & Dad's 50th - 2013


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Wednesday, January 27, 2016

"maureen". a haiku.

her name was maureen.
"it's not you - it's me," i said.
i can still smell her.

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