Deep In The Forrest

Ok, that video for Big Girls Don't Cry was sickening... so I've replaced it with a little Dirk Diggler... yes, that's right it is "You've Got The Touch." Much better placeholder for me until I come back with one of my always-amazing, thought provoking posts... which I will shortly, so COME BACK!!! :0 If you're just DYING to see the "Big Girls Don't Cry" video still, you can click below... ok?? Don't say I didn't warn you though... It's excrutiating. Big Girls Don't Cry (With "Mr. Pregnant") DO come back in just a bit after I post again, and comment back to me--I've been neglected this week and AuntJackie turns rather sinister when neglected. (Kind of like Captain Corky). :)

This morning, there seemed to be a great deal of noise around me. I am not a morning person in the least (let me stress that: AM NOT a morning person at all!). So when I am trying to begin my daily activities, I am at my best when things (near my desk) are pretty dull and quiet. However, there are those occasions when they are not quiet at all. There are "speakerphone calls" going on at 2 or 3 different locations at the same time, or there are 'mini-meetings' going on directly behind me (even while the speakerphone-fests are still happening). Just general traffic flow to and from the printer that I sit right near can be noisy enough. It can drive you to inhale white-out some days (and maybe even those niftyl 'Dry Erase' markers... I'm just sayin!). As the day goes along, of course, I get better, and better... Best to catch me sometime after lunch. Not RIGHT after lunch, you understand, as most of the time there is a 'buffer' period needed after lun...

This just crossed my mind, and I thought I would share a new poem. I can't speak the dedication. It is more important to protect an innocent season that still has a chance to blossom from spring to summer. "Stolen" (new, written by me) © 2007 Jacqueline Wood I am that same girl just hidden under skin scratch the wound open see just where I've been Once like you with hopes and dreams and thoughts of knowing all Who'd have thought when you were small you had such power to take it all take it all away? What if you knew what your existence brought? What if you knew how hard I fought, to forget it all and start so new and push away the memory that there ever was a time it was any different than the now? What would you do if someone like you changed your life forever for good or for the better? How would you feel, if he traded in your sunrise for million a rainy day? What if he too went away? Took your innocence along, could you be so strong? How about forgiveness... i...

I found the following little quiz while over at ZigZagMan's place . It was a quiz about what 'rating' your blog would get. His rated an NC-17. Mine is totally just embarrassing. So I moved on to another little quiz... I decided I wanted to see what chance I had of surviving a Zombie Apocolypse. 36% This is not good news. Looks like I am going to have to step up my game and start a little Zombie preparedness. I need to increase my collection of weapons, maybe do a little target practice (I am really good with guns, but hey I am a little out of practice). I also need to stock up on more 'Apocolypse Food' it would seem. Also, I need to get my fitness level back in good range for running from the zombies... I would be good for MAYBE a mile, then it would be all she wrote. I don't have much of a problem when it comes to caring what happens to the strangers, or opening doors when I hear a noise, but I would be lagging behind when it came to trying to save a loved one...

This is the Monday "Don't Try This At Home" segment. This guy clearly had already drank enough to rid him of his logic... You should blow the flame out on the shot BEFORE you drink it. Let that be a lesson to you all!! :)

I had recently been reminded of my strong distaste for Clowns over at Barnze's blog . He's had a couple of posts about them, although he and I have always agreed that clowns are 'evil f#&ckers' LOL! So in honor of Barnze, and and any of the rest of us that can't stand these completely 'UN-Funny' freaks, I thought, how better to start our Monday, than do a little Clowning Around! :O) First off, when searching for something particularly freakish about clowns I was very disturbed to find THIS LINK (go ahead click it, if you dare) . (Not for the faint of heart, where clowns are concerned). Then if that's not enough, I found even more evidence that Clowns are unfit for society and dangerous creeps! Read: 'Kasper the Clown' faces prison for punching schoolboy. I know some people like them, but I know a ton of people who share my views on them. They're heinous, creepy and usually have something to hide in their dark clown-closet with their big ...

All is well on the home front after my extended ancient aging rituals (a.k.a. Birthday celebrations). Our Gig went really well! We got a pretty good response from everyone. As I sang, I scanned the audience, and saw lots of people rocking out. There was quite an interesting mix of people there too. Even though we had already gone over our time, the club owner asked us to do one more song! She said "Rock Me!" So we did. The sound was mixed very well, and my vocals rocked... We got much positive feedback, one of the waitresses even told me she thought I sounded amazing & wished I could come and sing her to sleep (was that a pass or just a compliment? Rockdog and Zig be quiet! LOL!). Of course, we stayed afterwards for the next act so it was late when we left... Then Mr. J was supposed to be following me so I could show him the way out. I had my co-worker, Vikram in the car and Richie had his friend Kenny in the truck. I was watching carefully, when I got on the interstate r...