I got my website and new blog all set up at my very own domain name!
read more of my crazy adventures here:
www.cortneyjacobs.com
See you backstage!
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 2, 2009
NEW BLOG!!!
HEY EVERYBODY!
I have a NEW blog address!
Find all my crazy antics at:
www.cortneyjacobs.wordpress.com
BOOKMARK IT!
Lots of stuff happening!
I have a NEW blog address!
Find all my crazy antics at:
www.cortneyjacobs.wordpress.com
BOOKMARK IT!
Lots of stuff happening!
Friday, May 29, 2009
VACATION
um...
yeah...I'm coming back with these EXACT pictures again...only either Jacob or I will be artfully photo-shopped into the scene...
Or maybe to save time and energy (since I HATE photoshop) we will just bop on down to Barbados for a week and take the camera.
Yeah, that sounds like a WAY better idea.
yeah...I'm coming back with these EXACT pictures again...only either Jacob or I will be artfully photo-shopped into the scene...
Or maybe to save time and energy (since I HATE photoshop) we will just bop on down to Barbados for a week and take the camera.
Yeah, that sounds like a WAY better idea.
Friday, May 15, 2009
I'm Back
Wish I could say "April Fool's" but I can't.
So let's just go with...I did what I was supposed to do, learned what I was supposed to learn, and found my way back home...in a VERY short amount of time.
Yeah, yeah...I know what you are thinking. Bite me.
Lots in the works here though. I suppose I wasn't quite finished reaping the benefits of Houston. So THERE!
So let's just go with...I did what I was supposed to do, learned what I was supposed to learn, and found my way back home...in a VERY short amount of time.
Yeah, yeah...I know what you are thinking. Bite me.
Lots in the works here though. I suppose I wasn't quite finished reaping the benefits of Houston. So THERE!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
New Orleans is ready for me
Thursday I made the plunge.
I packed up the car and my daughter and we have moved to New Orleans.
All the details just fell into place. Fated. Destiny. The Hand of God.
Don't ask me all those questions you rule-lovers have dancing on your tongue like pop rocks.
Don't ask for any explanation. My reasons are my own, my reality is not yours, although you are welcome to join me!
The ones that know me best, and love me most truly understand, and feel the rightness of this in their bones.
Too long have I incubated
Too long have I nested and preened
Too long have I waited
Time to fly
I packed up the car and my daughter and we have moved to New Orleans.
All the details just fell into place. Fated. Destiny. The Hand of God.
Don't ask me all those questions you rule-lovers have dancing on your tongue like pop rocks.
Don't ask for any explanation. My reasons are my own, my reality is not yours, although you are welcome to join me!
The ones that know me best, and love me most truly understand, and feel the rightness of this in their bones.
Too long have I incubated
Too long have I nested and preened
Too long have I waited
Time to fly
Monday, April 13, 2009
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
tis the season...
December and January: SPRING AUDITION SEASON (dun dun duuuuuun.....)
Time for new head shots:
This was a self portrait taken in my bathroom. Hey! I am NOTHING if not resourceful.
Ike really left a deeper scar on my war path than I had first anticipated. A cleared calendar for a time-consuming show proved to be disastrous when said show failed to manifest due to a NATURAL DISASTER. An upheaval and subsequent move in my personal life coupled with the onset of the hustle and bustle of the Holiday Season had my head spinning. A slew of last minute gigs stole my sanity but paid some bills, so I forgive them. Plus the adventure aspect of the past four weeks has made life so very interesting! Of course, craziness is de rigeur in my life...
Let's see...
I managed to get sicker than I have EVER been with my FIRST EVER STOMACH FLU while DRIVING to an important and major gig. Nothing like puking on the side of Hwy-290...and I-45...and Hwy 105...then passing out...while driving; FUN TIMES! I have learned that Houston drivers are not even sympathetic to the puking lady on the side of the road. They will STILL flip you off for going even one notch below the speed limit as you pull over with hazards blazing. I also learned that full Vegas Showgirl Drag will illicit wolf whistles from fat men at Conroe gas stations REGARDLESS of what you are doing at said gas station (in my case, it was puking into the trash can--we are going to hope for this man's sake that he missed that part and just got dazzled by the foot-long lashes and smoky black eye shadow...)
I saw what a mess downtown really is in terms of traffic control and flow as 5000 guests arrived for various holiday parties at the hilton Americas while 18,000 Rockets fans simultaneously arrived to support their beloved team. Thank you to the Hilton Americas for booking parties that invited more guests than their parking garage could accommodate and therefore forcing many of us mere mortals to sit at the light at Crawford and Dallas for 45 full minutes. Luckily, I am a conniving devious snake of a human and LIED THROUGH MY TEETH to have the privilege of VALET PARKING. I can only IMAGINE the chagrin of the top execs in their $100k cars with their jeweled and furred wives watching my Camry pull into the coveted (and guarded by 4 policemen) valet lane. (the policemen actually had to ESCORT my car in to avoid unwanted cars from getting in!) To add insult to injury, my white Toyota was covered in black blobs of bird dookey. (insert sigh of contentment here)
The best gig of the season thus far: The Elder's Holiday Party-an Haute Soiree event. A breathtaking mansion right on the lake on Benthaven Isle in Bentwater, appreciative but unobtrusive guests, (no one requested Freebird OR Kenny ROgers) amazing talent on the bandstand, much silliness ensued and I have pictures (courtesy Jeremy Keas) to prove just how smokin' I looked and I will post them as soon as I have them.
Time for new head shots:
This was a self portrait taken in my bathroom. Hey! I am NOTHING if not resourceful.
Ike really left a deeper scar on my war path than I had first anticipated. A cleared calendar for a time-consuming show proved to be disastrous when said show failed to manifest due to a NATURAL DISASTER. An upheaval and subsequent move in my personal life coupled with the onset of the hustle and bustle of the Holiday Season had my head spinning. A slew of last minute gigs stole my sanity but paid some bills, so I forgive them. Plus the adventure aspect of the past four weeks has made life so very interesting! Of course, craziness is de rigeur in my life...
Let's see...
I managed to get sicker than I have EVER been with my FIRST EVER STOMACH FLU while DRIVING to an important and major gig. Nothing like puking on the side of Hwy-290...and I-45...and Hwy 105...then passing out...while driving; FUN TIMES! I have learned that Houston drivers are not even sympathetic to the puking lady on the side of the road. They will STILL flip you off for going even one notch below the speed limit as you pull over with hazards blazing. I also learned that full Vegas Showgirl Drag will illicit wolf whistles from fat men at Conroe gas stations REGARDLESS of what you are doing at said gas station (in my case, it was puking into the trash can--we are going to hope for this man's sake that he missed that part and just got dazzled by the foot-long lashes and smoky black eye shadow...)
I saw what a mess downtown really is in terms of traffic control and flow as 5000 guests arrived for various holiday parties at the hilton Americas while 18,000 Rockets fans simultaneously arrived to support their beloved team. Thank you to the Hilton Americas for booking parties that invited more guests than their parking garage could accommodate and therefore forcing many of us mere mortals to sit at the light at Crawford and Dallas for 45 full minutes. Luckily, I am a conniving devious snake of a human and LIED THROUGH MY TEETH to have the privilege of VALET PARKING. I can only IMAGINE the chagrin of the top execs in their $100k cars with their jeweled and furred wives watching my Camry pull into the coveted (and guarded by 4 policemen) valet lane. (the policemen actually had to ESCORT my car in to avoid unwanted cars from getting in!) To add insult to injury, my white Toyota was covered in black blobs of bird dookey. (insert sigh of contentment here)
The best gig of the season thus far: The Elder's Holiday Party-an Haute Soiree event. A breathtaking mansion right on the lake on Benthaven Isle in Bentwater, appreciative but unobtrusive guests, (no one requested Freebird OR Kenny ROgers) amazing talent on the bandstand, much silliness ensued and I have pictures (courtesy Jeremy Keas) to prove just how smokin' I looked and I will post them as soon as I have them.
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