Jerry Jackson

Niagara Falls Virtual Tour

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About NiagaraFallsVlogger.com

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 05:19:00 +0000

Okay.............

So....

I haven't had a post lately......
Because.....
I've been workin' on my website,
NiagaraFallsVlogger.com

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 01:02:00 +0000

The Brink

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Mon, 09 Jun 2008 02:26:00 +0000

Niagara Falls Llamas

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 04:31:00 +0000

THE RUB:
A unassuming dude ends up lost and disoriented in Niagara Falls, Ontario.
He is literally "outstanding in his field" (or A field!).
He is suddenly and rudely shocked back into reality when he realizes, he isn't seeing cows in the distance....NOPE.....He's seeing real live Llamas!
He then thinks he has somehow ended up in Peru....since he has lost his short term memory.
The last thing he remembers is partying a few nights before with Jorge and Alice.
He sheepishly asks himself, "How did I get here, what happened, and where have the last few days gone?"
BUT, "Askin' Don't Mean Gettin'!!!!!
NOPE!! UNH UNH!!
A vlog (video blog) based on the REEEL life experiences of Jerry Jackson.

I'm gonna' go back to the Llama farm and ask if I can buy my two favourite Llamas which I've already named, DOLLY, and LORENZO.
We already have two dogs at home, DIAMOND, (aka MONKEY)....and....JAZZY, (aka JAZZY RAVIOLI).
MONKEY is a sport, hunter, and watch dog, whereas JAZZY, is a worker, herder, and farm dog. They are both good at what they do........and they are both terrific eaters!
Once we get DOLLY LLAMA and LORENZO LLAMA over here, JAZZY will finally have somebody to herd......besides the poor MONKEY!!!

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Downtown Niagara Falls Festival Of The Arts. June 1, 2008

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Mon, 02 Jun 2008 00:14:00 +0000

VENUS

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Sun, 25 May 2008 01:24:00 +0000

Venus is the second planet from the Sun and the closest planet to Earth.

It is the brightest object in the sky except for the Sun and the Moon.
Venus reaches its maximum brightness shortly before sunrise or shortly after sunset, for which reason it is often called the Morning Star or the Evening Star.

Venus' orbit is the most nearly circular of that of any planet.....

And....

Unlike the Earth, Venus does not rotate in the same direction in which it travels around the sun. Rather, Venus rotates in the retrograde (opposite) direction.

In Mythology,

Venus is the Roman name for the Goddess of Love and Beauty.

In Astrology,

It represents Love, Peace & Harmony.

Below, is a poem I wrote a few years back, when I was living in Boston.

It's Entitled,

Venus

Everyday the clock's the same

But life goes on, an endless game

Be it cards or be it sport

For every colour, every sort

Played by you and played by me

But can't you see?

That rocks are thrown intentionally

To harm or maim a friend or foe

And it continues, on it goes

Unjustly leaving scars that show

Fate has declared our destiny

And changes made by you and me

Will be effective, as they should

When they do there's brotherhood

Man stands alone in constant strife

He loves his child, he loves his wife

But can he love his neighbour, man?

Peace stands a chance, if he can

Reaching, searching day by day

Make way,let virtue show the way

Damnation lurks within our souls

But creation of our destined goals

Will make us one within the poles

North and South, East to West

A fraternized nation, through our quest

With white and black, moon and sun

As Brothers, we will then be one

And need not be for iron guns

Dismantled tanks and artilleries

Will rust, erode beneath the seas

Soldiers, Majors, as it goes

Will all be Captains of their souls

Laughter then, will show it's face

We'll rid ourselves of all disgrace

War and murder, past mistakes

Forgiven now with open minds

Through understanding of mankind

The universe, the skies, the seas

Singing now, in harmony

Venus now, may join the rest

As we continue through our quest

North and South, East and West

The rich, the poor all join hands

Asking now, they know they can

For comfort, love, peace of mind

Fruits of the universe, to all mankind

What we sow is what we reap

As we help the needy to their feet

They're hungry, cold and need to rest

Friends indeed, deserve the best

We'll float on rivers in the sun

When one is all, and all is done

You can only find Heaven

If you believe there's one

Life Is Being On The Wire

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Sat, 24 May 2008 02:28:00 +0000

The Great Karl Wallenda once said, "Life is being on the wire; everything else is just waiting."

The Wallendas are legendary aerialists known for their seven-person chair pyramid on the high-wire, thirty-five feet in the air.

That's pretty scarey stuff!

After seeing their act in Cuba, John Ringling contracted them to perform with his Greatest Show on Earth.

For their 1928 debut, they were scheduled to appear at Madison Square Garden.

There was just one slight problem.

SOMEHOW....
THEIR SAFTEY NET HAD BEEN MISPLACED DURING SHIPPING...!!!

Yikes!
What to do, what to do??

Karl gathered his family around, and calmly said, "God gave us the courage and gift of talent to do our acts, and when he be ready to take us, he will."

So...They decided to go ahead and perform, that night, without the net!!

When the death-defying act was over...the crowd gave them a 15 minute standing ovation....

And from that moment on, THE FLYING WALLENDAS would ALWAYS perform their act WITHOUT A NET!

They would have a few accidents over the years, but every mishap was due to equipment malfunction.

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The story of The Flying Wallendas, their standard of excellence, level of skill, perfection and
fearlessness has always fascinated me.

A few months ago, I caught an interview on televison with Tino, Karl's Grandson. He is now the family patriarch of The Flying Wallendas and is still performing the 7-Man Pyramid
with his daughters and son, his brother-in-law, son-in-law, and family friend.

When he was asked about the "FEAR FACTOR", he replied,
"Karl, during our performances, when we were all up above, he would slowly and calmly repeat,
'Fine....Good....Fine....Good'...The audience couldn't hear him, but The FLYING WALLENDAS sure could. Those words were reassuring to us all, and any fear or nervousness disappeared automatically, every time......No, we're not afraid...You build a trust in your talents and abilities, you build a trust in one another, you build a trust in yourself."

When I heard this, something clicked...and I thought.....

I have situations all the time...when I get tense and things get down-right scary...

With, being a musician, and in bands all my life...up on the stage....performing...I've had some days, when I've doubted myself.....when I've lacked confidence....

And...Not just in front of large audiences.....In just day to day life in general.....
We all share those feelings, I'm sure.....

Days when you feel like you're on a high-wire!!

And you feel like you're doing a balancing act...looking over the proverbial edge!!

Nowadays, I just use Karls' simple two words, as a way to overcome those situations.....

"Fine...Good"..."Fine....Good"....

I repeat them slowly, quietly, easily, to myself....

And man, I tell ya'....They work perfectly for me!

Tranquil calm takes over...and the tension subsides.

Give it a try....You might find, it works for you!

Well, that's all I've got for my inspirational blog today!

You have a "FINE" day.....And a "GOOD" one, too...!

http://www.wallenda.com/clipping.html

Weird Trip To The Grocery Store

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Sun, 18 May 2008 23:42:00 +0000

So,

I was at the back of our local grocery store when I heard this huge commotion.....

I looked around the corner of the dog food section, to see this dude with a cane.

I watched him, curiously, as he raked his cane across the shelves from one end to the other. Cans and jars were being knocked over....some crashed to the floor!

I continued to watch for a while.....

As I moved a little closer, I noticed it was a white cane.....

Ahhh.....The man was blind!.... (or sight challenged).

The MESS, was unsightly!!

Just then, the Store Manager, a lanky, balding, big-toothed fellow, came storming around the corner and snapped,

"CAN I HELP YOU?"

The blind man mildly responded,

"No, thankyou, I'm just looking!"

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Then, not more than five minutes later, I was up at the cash to check out.

A dude in front of me asked the cashier, "How much is this carton of milk?"

She replied, "Three Dollars and Forty-Nine Cents".

He said, "That's kinda' high!"

He then asked, "How much is a small carton of milk?"

She stated, with a somewhat sarcastic tone, "It's around a buck cheaper".

The dude, paused for a moment... "Gee, that's kinda' high, too!"

I stood there and watched, as he shuffled around....milk carton in hand....unsure what to do....

The cashier was getting obviously impatient....and with her hands on her hips and raised eyebrows, she got ruder to the duder.

"ARE YOU BUYING IT, OR WHAT?"

He slammed the carton of milk down, and said,

"What's that in the middle of your forehead?"

The pissed off cashier barked, "IT'S A MOLE, WHY?"

The dude, looked back at me, as if to garner agreement from me.....

"Holy Moley!.....I thought it was your A.....hole!!

Everything ELSE is is so f.....in' high around
here.......!!"

Pink Pickup

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Sat, 10 May 2008 05:00:00 +0000

YOU'VE ALL HEARD THE SONG, "PINK CADILLAC" by BRUCE....

Well, this is a true story about a PINK PICKUP TRUCK!

I've toured with bands all my life...and played in bars from coast to coast....

From Northern Ontario, to, all down the Eastern Seaboard, from Boston to Miami...

Some, were really classy joints, where we wore tuxedos.....
Some, on the other end of the spectrum, where...um...well...what we, musicians call, "BUCKETS OF BLOOD"!

This story is about one such place.....

We were Rockin' up the stage one Saturday Night...in this little ol' Redneck Bar down South.....

We were havin' fun....!!!
And the Chicks were jammin' the dance floor....

It became obvious quite early on, that a few of the 'patrons' didn't really appreciate our kind of music...
Hmmm....
The Boys at the bar weren't too happy about seeing their girls shakin' their stuff on the dance
floor, neither...I suppose.... !!!

So........
Around midnight, we decided to take a break...and went outside to have a smoke and get some
air.....
That's when I saw it......!!

MY BLACK PICKUP WAS SPLATTERED AND SMEARED WITH PINK PAINT!!!!

I freaked out!

One of the girls said, "Oh, it was a couple of dudes at the end of the bar that did that!"

I stomped back into the bar, livid!!..... After all, that Silverado was my baby!

Marchin' towards the bar I blurted out,
"WHO'S THE A..HOLE THAT PAINTED MY TRUCK, YOU M..... F.....r?

That's when, this big S.O.B. stood up, he must have been around 6 foot 6 and 250, and said,
"I DID, SO WHAT!...."

I paused for a second, as a flash of fear went through me and I said, in a pleasant, flowery, falsetto voice, "Gee Whiz, I really like that color, you silly goose!!"

He let down his guard for a split second and then I DUMMIED HIM WITH A JACKHAMMER PUNCH STRAIGHT UP IN THE AIR....
'Caught him square under the chin, on the sweet spot.

He went down like a California Redwood!

TIMBERRRRR!!!

As they say....The bigger they are, the harder they fall!!

I remember thinking....I hope our next gig, we get an easier crowd....
But askin' don't mean gettin'!!!

Nope!!
Unh...Unh...!!

PS: Today I found two dimes on top of the piano, I've been finding them pretty steady all along
since I last spoke about dimes.

I'll post an update soon.

BTW.....

BUCKET OF BLOOD.......?
(A bar where there's fights, and cryin'and pain every night!)

Arrrrggggggghhhhhh!!

Frostbite Thanx

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Fri, 02 May 2008 22:09:00 +0000

BLOG OF THANKS
TO MIKE & ROBIN

RE: FROSTBITE!

I gotta' thank Robin and Mike for my livelihood and my ability to still play guitar.

Back at that time, I could tap out a beat on a table with my fingers.... and they sounded like drumsticks.

I had just arrived home from my job, loading transport trucks all day in twenty below weather.

My fingers felt wooden, man!

I tried to turn on a touch lamp.... and ..
NOTHIN'!!

I went to work the next day, and the following day too....

No heat, no circulation...no sense, no feelin....in my fingertips!!!
Talk about cool.

We laughed about it!!!

Apparently,

I HAD SERIOUS FROSTBITE!!!

And, I didn't know it!!!

My first reaction,....was to keep my fingers in ICE!!
(and drink Labatt Ice.... :-)

It was nice.......and ..... soothing.....

TO STOP THE BURNING!!!

GLLLGGGGHH.....

When Robin, the most compassionate (and knowledgable) neighbour on the block, heard about my situation,

SHE WASN'T LAUGHIN'!

She MADE me go to the hospital, PRONTO!

She said......"If your fingertips are BLACK, you're in BIG TROUBLE!!"

ROBIN STOPPED ME FROM LOSING SIX FINGERS!!!

By, advising me, not to go to work, the next day, AGAIN....
(and it was predicted that the COLD SNAP was about to peak!!!)

BRRRRrrrrrr................

So..................

Mike, (a 57' Chevy-Builder-From- Scratch, who get's off on 57' Chevy's and Screamin' Guitars) ..... gave me a ride, to the RECONSTRUCTIVE SURGEON'S OFFICE, the following day...........

EWWWWW......

When we saw the sign, Mike said, " Woah......This don't look good..."

And I said, "What part of 'Reconstructive, don't you like?"

And Mike replys, "Um...The PAIN....?"

I said, "NOBODY'S CUTTIN' NUTTIN' OFF ME!"

So.................

Into the building I go.....

Doc says..........................

"I could've amputated these 6"

(not all the same hand).

"But, 4 on the left. 2 on the right."

"Amuptate ....and put 'FLAPS' , on!!!"

THE TIPS???

FLAPS???

I'M A GUITAR PLAYER!!!!

And ..............

THIS IS WHY, MIKE AND ROBIN

ARE THE FIRST ENTRIES ON MY PERSONAL PAGE......

QUIET HEROS...

THEY WON'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT IT....
THEY WON'T BRAG ABOUT ANYTHING.....

THAT'S WHY...........

THEY ARE.....

QUIET HEROES

COOL..!!

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 18:52:00 +0000

You can Relax today!
This is April 29th, 2008....in Canada.

Tonight will be zero degrees and clear.

So, don't worry about it....

There's nothing goin' on!

There's NO weather at ALL!!

You could ask for a warmer spring day, but what do we say around here?

ASKIN' DON'T MEAN GETTIN'..!!
NOPE...!!! Unh ....Unh....!!!

Gonna' link up to MTV, CMT, SIRIUS RADIO & MOTORCYCLE SUPERSTORE today.....

Got permission!!
'Guess they like my blog...and songs on itunes.com?

Cool!!!

Like TODAY!!!

6 Day Old Whiskey

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 22:03:00 +0000

Hippo's Eye

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 22:20:00 +0000

This morning, I was watching a wildlife show on TV.
I love animals.

This was Hippopotamus Day.

Have you ever seen the rolls of flab on those things?
I thought to myself during this one close-up shot of the hippo's eye, "Man he looks like he's winkin' at me!"

I looked away for a second, and looking back, I realized, WAIT A MINUTE!

That AIN'T NO HIPPO'S EYE.....And it SURE AIN'T WINKIN' AT ME!!!

Turns out, I was lookin' at the wrong end of the hippopotamus!!!

Is this an indication of how the rest of my day is gonna' turn out?

And it was!

ARRRGHHH!!!

Askin' Don't Mean Gettin'!! Nope...!!! Unh Unh!!

Um....No dime yet today!!

Quality Control

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 21:38:00 +0000

Soooo............

I headed to Rona (a hardware store), yesterday....to grab some organic topsoil/fertilizer for my tulip bed. On the way out, at the cash register, I spotted one of those Bug Zappers, that look like a small tennis racquet.

I'm thinking, my dogs, Diamond (street name, "Monkey") and Jasmine (street name, "Jazzy Ravioli"), freak out whenever we swat flies with a fly swatter or newspaper. (BTW, Jazzy, who's the first to run and hide, is a MOB dog......ie.....SHE WANTS A PIECE OF EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT!!)

Anyway....I'm thinkin', maybe THIS bug zapper won't scare them.

Thinkin' OUT LOUD, I said to the cashier, "I don't know if my dogs are gonna' like this, or not?"

In shock, she blurted out, "YOU'RE NOT GONNA' USE THIS ON YOUR DOGS, ARE YA'..??!!!! As she gripped it in her hand and pulled back.

Other people in the line up, just gunned me down!!

I said....."Oh, NO.....What kind of a question is that?

She said, "Well, you know....."

I said...."I'm not cruel.....I love animals.....!!"

In fact, when my songs start selling on itunes.com, the SPCA (society of the prevention of cruelty to animals), is one of my first charities.

So I got the zapper home.....and on the packaging, in big letters, it says.....

"MADE IN CHINA THIS IS NOT A TOY!"

I'm thinkin', how ironic!

Just when I needed something lethal from CHINA to kill bugs.....

THIS IS NOT A TOY!!!

Only, kidding, China!

I'd love to see China, some day.

I'm fascinated with ancient Chinese Art. ......

I love Chinese Food...

And, I've got Two Chinese Friends....

Um...Cheech & Chong!!

All China needs, is a little Quality Control!

My Chinese Fortune Cookie says.....
"YOU WILL INHERIT MANY SHINY OBJECTS!"

Oh.....

BTW......I found another dime today!!!

Turn on a Dime

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 21:16:00 +0000

Hi......

You guessed it!!!

I found another dime today!

I was sitting at my table, (which I call my desk), at my window, in my underwear, writing some new lyrics for my new song (that will be also available on itunes.com very soon), http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?id=277457576&s=143455
when, a Purolator Truck pulls up in front of my house and parks.

I said to myself, "Right On!", because I'm expecting a $300 package.

So.....

I rush for my jeans, hanging on the back of the door.....trip over my dog (she's a 'herder'),
......... grab a shirt, rush to the front door......

Only, to see the delivery guy, knockin' on the door accross the street!!!

I think to myself, "Shit!!....After all that!!"

But, it wasn't all in vain....

There it was.....on my front porch.....

A DIME!!!

No $300 package.....But a shiney Dime!

What's up with that?

Go figure!

It was a 1981 American Dime....

But I live in NIAGARA FALLS, CANADA!!!

Don't forget, in my last Blog, i told you.....this has been going on since 2002, finding a dime almost every single day!!

Do you think, I'm unconsciously planting dimes....without realizing it??

But, wouldn't I catch that, after 6 or so years??

And what would be the point, anyway?

Like my kitchen table song, "6 Day Old Whiskey", says, "I think I'm schizophrenic, So do I"!!!

http://youtube.com/watch?v=1vSN7IE3_Ws

Soon to be available on itunes, too!

Stop On A Dime

noreply@blogger.com (JJ Jackson) — Fri, 18 Apr 2008 20:23:00 +0000

In my song, "How Much Can One Man Take", available on itunes.com,

I'm referring to a woman who's driving me crazy.
That was then; This is now.
Now it's really gotten weird.
Every day since 2002, I find a dime!
I rarely miss a day!
Not a quarter, nickle or penny.....But, a DIME!!
It's really driving me crazy.
Why?
I find them in parking lots, under chairs, under rugs, in my car.....in the oddest of places....
Beside the fridge, on the front porch....
It doesn't matter. For years, every day, I find a dime!
Sometimes, two or three!

Can anybody out there help me figure this out?
I'm bewildered.
Has this happened to anybody?
Get back to me! Get in touch with me!

I need a support group!
You watch....
Tomorrow, I'll find another dime....
And I'll post it here on my blog...
And you keep track, yourself.

You've probably heard the expressions, "Turn on a Dime", "Stop on a Dime", or the song title, "Brother loan me a Dime", but what has that got to do with me?

Can anybody help me figure this out?
It's literally freaking me out! Driving me crazy!
What's up with that?
I wanna' hear from you.

I got a big problem, eh?
I either need a SUPPORT GROUP, or a GROUP HOME....
But......
ASKIN' DON'T MEAN GETTIN' !!! NOPE!! UNH UNH!!!