a picture is worth… | Erin Jackson

What time is it?!? It’s SANTA Time!

That’s right people. I took my annual Christmas photo today. Ironically, I took it in the same place I took last years photo, Keystone Mall in Indianapolis.

Why do me and Santa look like lovers? Haha… This year’s Santa looks a whole lot healthier than last year’s.

You have no idea how many people thought this photo was a joke. I was accused of Photoshopping Santa into the photo. All kinds of random stuff. Below are some of the Myspace comments I received about 2007 Santa.

October 8, 2008 4:45 PM
This picture looks proportionally challenged. Wtf? Santa is a friggin’ shrimp! LOL!

December 21, 2007 11:35 AM
were you digitally put into this picture? haha or was santa?!

December 19, 2007 7:32 AM
that santa scares me why is he so red, like demon santa

December 18, 2007 4:05 PM
Santa looks a little feeble, did he know where he was?

December 17, 2007 6:18 PM
why aren’t you on his lap?

I talked to the staff at the photo set-up and they remembered last year’s Santa and we all laughed about it. They told me he was 82 years old… Hahaha… he looked every second of it. Poor thing. ’08 Santa was jolly and looked healthy and was lots of fun. We took a bunch of photos… It was like a real photo shoot ;) Not sure what it is about having my picture taken with Santa that excites me so… but I guess I’m still a kid a heart ;)

Which photo do you think I should use for the cards? Option #1 or #2?

The Last Comic Standing… and me

So this past Friday and Saturday I worked with Alonzo Bodden at the Montgomery and Arlington Cinema ‘N Drafthouses. Alonzo’s super funny and just in case you don’t know him, he was the Season 3 winner of Last Comic Standing.

I really enjoyed working with him and thought he was a super nice guy. So this is my best “I really don’t want to look uncomfortable because you’re hugging me but you caught me off-guard face”… Because y’all know how I am about the hugging ;) Please notice my complete inability to hug back.

I need to see a shrink.

This is my friend Carrie. She is the namesake of the “Carrie” in my jokes, but I think she’d like me to clear up the fact that she didn’t really say ALL of the things I attribute to her in my act… Of course if you asked her, she might say that she didn’t say ANY of those things. One of us would be lying. It’s up to you to determine… but remember who’s your friend ;)

This is Carrie with her hubby Luke. Luke’s my Jersey homie and one of the funniest people and best cooks I know. Ahem, ahem… Lukie, please invite me back over for dinner.

B-I-N-G-O: Sit your Nellie ass down!!!

So tonite me and some friends went out to Drag Bingo at Nellie’s Sports Bar in DC. I’ve been hearing about it forever but tonite was my first time going. My friend Titi had never been either. We got there early and got a head start on the drinks and the wings ;) We were out celebrating our friend Ebone’s (she’s the one cheesing below ;) leaving her day job to pursue her own performance and event promotion career. She’s super-talented so Hooray for Ebone!!!

I knew right away I was gonna love Drag Bingo because before the game began, they gave out several containers of bubbles to every table… and y’all KNOW how much I heart bubbles...

The hostess for the evening was Shi-Queeta-Lee (below). Shi-Queeta is an awesome performer in her own right. In fact a couple years back, I did a Women’s History Month show with her at American University. She does a MEAN Tina Turner impression. And in those heels too — I need to see if she can help me learn how to walk in my new Joan & David’s…

The photo below is of the second host, but I didn’t catch her name. She was so dope though. Continue reading →

An understandable mistake – Pt. 2

I know I’m not the only one who thinks Jimmy Buffet whenever they hear the name Warren Buffet. It’s an understandable mistake. Yes it is, shut up! ;) But dude, I’m so glad the Margaritaville guy isn’t Barack’s advisor on the economy — though he has managed to stretch one admittedly catchy song into a very profitable career… On second thought, maybe Barack should consider him for a cabinet slot ;)

No really, Nike a.k.a. The saga continues

UPDATE!!!

West coast BFF and always-in-the-know-homie Dawan OwensÂ just informed me that the Obama A-1’s have been out since primary season. But now that I know that, I’m not sureÂ which bothers me more — the thought of people walking around in Obama kicks if he hadn’t even won the Democratic nomination or them coming out after the general. He also told me that they’re not really put out by Nike. They’re just artwork put on Nikes by other designers. Now that *does*make me feel better. Goes to show how much I know about ‘urban’ fashion…Â ;)

Here is the link to the original Obama shoe design Dawan saw back in February — it’sÂ waaaay tighter artistically but equally as disturbing…

ORIGINAL POST

I would like to thank the hilarious Andy Kline for bringing this newest atrocity to my attention. Ladies and gentlemen… I give to you Nike’s MB-President Obama custom Air Force One’s.

With a product line name like Air Force One, you could kinda see it coming… but I really thought Nike had more class than this. Click here to see more Obama A-1’s.

Again, I wish this were a joke.

Follow this link for more ridiculous Obama-themed crap…

Guitar Hero and the stripper bat signal

Just got back from a road trip to Peoria, IL where I worked at Jukebox Comedy Club. Had some great shows, got some work accomplished, got to see an old friend. Great weekend all in all.

I discovered Guitar Hero this weekend — kind of like Columbus discovered America. Tee hee ;) The first nite we got into town good bud Roy Wood, Jr. and I found a Best Buy and he showed me how to play. I was instantly hooked and begged him to take me back every day. This is Day #2 ;) 11:00 a.m. on a weekday — the store was empty. We played G.H. and Wii golf for like an hour and a half. It was awesome ;)

There was a strip club next door to the club. I think the name of the club was Fantasyland. They had a big three-lamp search light in the strip club parking lot. I joked on stage about it being a stripper bat signal. I remember making a drunken remark something like, “Holy clear platform stripper heels, Batman!” Haha… Good times. After one of our Friday shows, some of the ladies came over to invite the folks leaving our show to come see them dance. Not certain that was the best marketing plan, but hey whatevs… I couldn’t resist taking a photo.

P.S. I still don’t know how in the hell they walk in those shoes.

One of my favorite friends from college, Montrelle, drove down from Chicago to come see a show. It’s been years since I saw him so I was super excited.

We hung out after the late Saturday show and ran into some extremely racist lesbians. Some very awkward conversations ensued. Future material for sure…

If you read the entry below, you’ll see how my trip home went… But I’m not gonna let that retroactively ruin my weekend. Hope y’all had a great one too!

EJ Out.

Change I almost can’t believe a.k.a. ‘Yes We Did’

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Pumpkin patch parties, The Incredible Hulk, and regret

It seemed like a good idea at first…

BFF Angi enlisted the help of some of her best girlfriends to pick out a Halloween costume for her son, Roman (7 1/2 mos. old). We passed on an owl, an elephant and a pumpkin and finally settled on this adorable number below.

Angi’s husband wasn’t too keen on having the baby dressed in such a cutesie costume. He suggested we try and find him a more manly costume — like Robocop or something. My response of course was that we’d probably have a difficult time finding a Robocop costume for the baby because he’s way too little… AND because it’s not 1988.

But I digress.

Roman was scheduled to attend the Pumpkin Patch Party* at their church (*more on this later). So Angi got him dressed and he was adorable as usual. Please see below:

I know, right… We all thought he looked adorable but I’m pretty sure he’s going to hate us for this in like 10-12 years. Now I wasn’t there, but I imagine this next photo was taken after Daddy explained that Mommy and her friends would be showing these pictures to his future wife one day. Continue reading →