Brake your concentration.

I just think it's funny when you're hanging out at a stop light, staring mindlessly across the intersection at the stopped cars facing you, when suddenly out of the blue, one car just jolts into spasms, near rear-ending the car in front as it plunges toward the bumper. Through the windshield you will see a panick-striken driver slamming on the brakes or possibly stalling the car out.
What is going on in there? I just want to walk over and tap on the window, "Excuse me? is everything alright? are you capable of operating this vehicle? because it seems like sitting at a stop light is far too challenging for you. Maybe you should consider turning over your license."
Any of you who have carelessly inched their way into a rear-ending (incident upon which one is  rear-ended. did I just make that up?) know exactly what I'm talking about. How embarrassing was that for you by the way? Giving your road neighbor in front a little love tap? (A friend actually did it to me on accident once-or so she claims- needless to say I no longer wish to be lead car in the caravan!) After the mini-crash wake up call, you get to do the uber-apologetic-i'm-really-sorry-but-don't-worry-there's-no-damage-unless-you-want-to-make-an-issue-of-this-and-get-out-and-see-for-yourself-or-just-write-me-off-as-a-moron-and-drive-away-shaking-your-head-while-I-slink-off-to-no-where conversation. Good times. You only wish you could have been so lucky to be the spasm jolting car driver instead. 
Moral of the story: keep your foot on the brakes!

Get a little giddy up in your day

What's with the name? Well, I wanted something different and creative, naturally. Somewhat easy to spell. (If you had to look up 'giraffe' shame on you and your US education!) It's kind of an odd concept to me - as if one actively rode giraffes for speed; and I kind of like pairing an action and an object together. (Yes, I pair words as if one were arranging a fruit display.) Of course the odd number of words is attractive, as is odd numbers of flowers in a bouquet or vase. And the "G" repeat is catchy, also the same hard consonant sound as "Jen." Plus I like giraffes. They are the tallest of living quadrupeds (ha!) and kind of goofy looking anyway. (Like what the heck are the two fuzzy stumps coming out of the tops of their heads for?) So there's quite a few humorous pokes to be had at their expense, but don't worry, they can take it. They're pretty chill.

And it's the hour of inspiration. Of course it's in the middle of the night. When else does inspiration strike you? Ok, the shower maybe too.
To be honest, this blog was conceived some days earlier, and only birthed now; amidst a sleepless night, one wraught with creative consciousness. Any creative junkie will admit that the power to create stirs an adrenaline inside that is difficult to ignore until satiated.

But on to more important things. This blog was created for you; as an avenue to dispense my creative perspective, wit, and humor (backed by popular demand!). Ha ha. That's a joke. But not really. If you know this site, that means we've met and perhaps I've struck you in a odd, somewhat quirky, "this girl's weird but funny" way. And I love, scratch that, LIVE to impact others' lives, even if just for a moment, and make their day one ounce brighter and pass out smiles. On my best days I might even give you a small abdominal workout in the way of a good laugh.

So, to all of you wonderful people out there - who I've known a while or met on the way - thank you for showing me the gift I have and together becoming the courage I needed to share this gift with the world for the short time I am on loan here on this earth.

The formalities being said, on to the good stuff!! No really, this blog will be the privately disclosed (but publically accessible) cavern of JEN's jokes as I experience them day to day. It will be my retreat to relieve my comedic constipation! Those few blessed souls who have witnessed my actual live stand up comedy will understand.

Annnnd...scene.