Jan 17 2016

The Start to my Wicked Life of Debauchery!

Well, it had to start sometime.

I didn’t come out of the chute like this.

All this sassiness and naughtiness and perversion sprouted from somewhere.

Below is a glimpse into how it all began (there’s video too!).

Jodi with Hung Jury at The Rage Baltimore City June 7 1991

When I was just a wee mite of a girl, just twenty one (and two days), I did my first interview as a host for a local TV show called Rock Live. I’d pop around all over Baltimore and DC interviewing bands, drooling over hot musicians, you know, typical girl stuff. 🙂

It was such a fun job and I met so many talented, amazing people. I also got chased all over DC by a car full of boys with bad intent while my producer was doing 100 mph trying desperately to find a cop who could help. Ultimately, it was a McDonald’s parking lot with a cop eating an ice cream cone that saved us. Whew!

But, I digress…

Most of the time, it was a blast. And this very first interview was, I think, the best. It was all so fresh and new and exciting.

Now, when I say “best” I don’t mean me. I SUCKED! Wow. I mean, wow. I was not a good interviewer yet. And my accent? Good lord. That is one U.G.L.Y. accent. I pronounced my own name wrong! How is that possible? My name is not spelled Jouudi. That’s what you get for growing up near Baltimore with a mom with a southern accent and a dad with a DC accent. A muddled nightmare! Luckily, I managed to murder that accent pretty quickly after hearing it for the first time on-air. Who wouldn’t? That shit was awful, as you will soon hear.

So, even though I may not have been the greatest interviewer (…and the award for Greatest Understatement goes to Jodi!), it was still an amazing night where I made some good friends. Plus, can we all say it together: Sexy boys rule! 😉 (No disrespect to the hubby as he is my ULTIMATE sexy boy!)

Jodi with Hung Jury at The Rage Baltimore City June 7 1991 Kisses

Date: June 7th, 1991

Location: The Rage, Baltimore City

The Band: Hung Jury

Enjoy (and feel free to make hideous fun of me…I can take it…really, I can…I swear…well…). 😉

 

 

31 comments on “The Start to my Wicked Life of Debauchery!”

  3. That was cool. You can see the nerves coming through, but you did it well. Those men corrupting poor sweet Jodi 😈

    You looked good back then and you age has been more than good to you

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    • You know what, those nerves were actually me having a HUGE crush on the drummer!!! 🙂 I could barely speak. 🙂 I lose all ability to connect my brain to my mouth when I’m around a boy I’m crushing on. I’m such a dork.

      And thanks for the sweetness. My hubby once said that I grew into my face as I aged. 🙂 It sounds weird, but it was a compliment. 🙂 HUGS!

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        • I couldn’t help but have a crush! He was (and is) such a cutie pie. And truly one of the sweetest people I think I’ve ever met. 🙂

          “Grew into my face!” Yeah, when the hubby said it, I knew exactly what he meant. My sister and I were just talking yesterday about how men get better and better with age because they finally look right in their skin. I think that’s kinda what the hubby meant. I was such a wee girl in that video. I would never have thought I was young at the time, but looking back? 21? Just a baby…

          XOXOXOX

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              • I look at the fact that I am 50 next year (and still single – may give up trying soon lol) and I still don’t feel old.

                Growing old is mandatory, growing up is optional.

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              • Good for you! You know that I met the hubby on Match. Just gotta keep a keen eye on the language they use in email. It can help you see if they are selfish or gold diggers or mean or sweet and nice and thoughtful. All about reading between the lines. Good luck! If ya want any help sifting through the babes, just let me know. 🙂 ♡♡♡

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              • I met someone a little while ago on a different site, and I hadn’t realised it was someone I saw a couple of times two years ago until her lies got the better of me and I hadn’t recovered fully from the sociopath. When I met her for a drink in November, I told her I would be happy being friends with her but that would be it.

                I got a message last night from her asking why I was still on there if I wasn’t willing to date anyone. I did contemplate saying “No, it’s just you I don’t plan on dating” but I changed my mind and decided to block her instead 😉

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              • Holy moly! She sounds like a nightmare! Ugh. I do not understand crazy people (crazy in a bad way, that is. I’m full on fuckin’ bonkers, but not in a mean way!).

                Glad you blocked her. That makes perfect sense to me and is exactly what I’d have done too.

                Here are the things I looked for in emails when I was doing online dating:
                1. Are they responsive to what I say or is it all me me me me me?
                2. Is their language positive or negative? This can be a huge cue about what kind of person they are.
                3. Do they ask you questions or leave you to do all the work?
                4. Are they non-responsive when you ask questions? If so, what are they hiding?
                5. Do they just sound like a shitbag? 😉

                That helped me cull through many an email. I should have saved some of them–they were a riot!

                Good luck, my friend!

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    • YOU are the SWEETEST thing eva! 😉

      Those boys were all adorable and sweet and not too hard on the eyes! 🙂 Greg, the drummer with the silky black hair, is such a doll and looks the EXACT same as he did back then. It’s like time stopped aging him. It’s incredible. He’s the only one I’m friends with on FB, so I can’t see the other guys’ pics except tiny little profile pics that don’t tell me much. But you are so sweet to say that. 🙂 You make me feel all pretty and happy! 🙂 Love you, sweet stuff! 🙂

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  6. 1991 – good grief I was a young father then completely lost in the world just changing jobs since where I worked was the reason I drank so much… so I thought then anyway. A lifetime ago – looks like you had some great times though. BTW – how come you don’t appear to have aged like the rest of us in the intervening decades?

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    • Awww…you are so sweet! What a nice thing to say! I’d like to say, “clean living,” but that would just be such a lie!! 😉

      Wow, a young papa in 1991. That’s so much responsibility for such a youngin’. I’m always impressed by people with kids. I can barely survive 2 cats that won’t shut the hell up in the wee hours of the morning (like this morning–nearly made mittens out of one of them!).

      I am truly blessed to have had such fun adventures in my life. This little Rock-n-Roll job was one of them. I had such a fun time. 🙂

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      • If I’d been more in touch with myself at the time maybe I wouldn’t have been a Dad at 27. Looking back I had no concept of the responsibility I had taken on or how to deal with it. Luckily (and I do mean totally by luck) my kids have grown into terrific adults but as they approach the age I was when I had them they seem less inclined to have kids as they seem to appreciate those responsibilities I failed to grasp!

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        • I always thought I’d have kids, but as every year went by I realized that I wasn’t ready for all that responsibility. I’m impressed that even though you were so young and not fully prepared for that level of responsibility that you did a wonderful job raising terrific adults! Just goes to show that everything happened as it was supposed to and that you kicked ass as a daddy regardless of age or experience. 🙂

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    • HA! I gotta tell you, it was pretty damn fun. I’ve always loved live music, so getting to be in the mix of all of it (since I don’t have a single musical bone in my body) was a great adventure. And yeah, the sexy boy eye candy didn’t hurt! 😉 The best part is that most of the guys I met doing the job were truly good people. Not just sexy. Not just good musicians. But good hearts too. That’s what really made it fun and memorable.

      I’ve been a lucky girl to have had so many fun times. I’m so glad I found these old videos (and learned how to convert the fuckers from a VHS tape!). It was like hopping into a time machine. 🙂 XOXOXOXO

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