The Future according to Me

Rodney Dangerfield's comedy album No Respect.

Rodney Dangerfield’s comedy album No Respect. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I have always felt I was never the “white picket fence” type.  I just didn’t know how to express or explain my point of view to those I felt was important in my life.  they never felt how important it was to me that I was telling them the truth.  I am being pushed by some other force than ego.  I am being forced by life.  By what is right.  I am being forced by what I have always felt since I was 8 years old.

I used to watch the Rodney Dangerfield Young Comedians’ Special on New Year’s Eve with my cousin Shawn and Raquel.  I used to watch Rosanne Barr and Sam Kinison belt out their views on life and religion and I always felt, “That will be ME some day!”  But I didn’t know how.  So all I DID know was the I needed to be in any production of anything as I grew up.  I would be in my 6th grade play my teacher created and then I went for my 8th grade play and I auditioned for “Chief Running Water” for a silly “tied to the tracks” production.  I won the part I was asking for and my bug bit.  But not until about 20 years later did I take it seriously.

I have performed about 2 dozen times in front of audiences from 6 to 160 in Michigan.  The Ann Arbor Comedy Showcase, the Comedy Castle in Royal Oak and Joey’s in Livonia were my venues.  I bombed a few times but I killed most of the time.  This kept me going.  I met some great comedians and still have kept friends with them to this day.  Now that I am in another state, Kentucky, I still have it in my heart.  I still write every chance I get.  And I have some great stuff.  My story is unique and I know I can help and make folks laugh and feel incredible.  I am beginning to get the bug again but this time I want it to count.  This is in my blood and I can not stop it whether people close to me think otherwise.  They need to know this isn’t about them.  My destiny is mine.

And soon you will know as well.

More to  come…see you soon!


Thank you Ellen Degeneres, We are working on being kind to one another! YOU INSPIRE!

I am Jim Barger. My wife, Lori and I visited Shriner‘s Children’s Hospital in Lexington Kentucky this afternoon. We met the AMAZING staff and the INCREDIBLE KIDS there and were SO MOVED by them there is no way we will only keep it to one visit! Our mission is to let EVERYONE know how they, too, can help out in someway.  Whether it be a gift or just a smile and your time. Thank you Beth English and Bethany Alcorn for your awesome guidance! With your acceptance, we would LOVE to visit in the near future! And a very special Thank you to Ellen Degeneres and The Ellen Show!  You continue to inspire us to REALLY BE KIND TO ONE ANOTHER!!



FAT possum

FAT possum

Possum broke into the local bakery and ate so many pastries he couldnt move! This is how the bakery owners found him!!

A Star Wars Geek’s Wet Dream!


A bunch of geeks just covered their lap with their dictionaries just now.

I think I just heard a Star Wars enthuuuuusiast cumming in his pleated tan Dockers…you’ll know by the hearing the sounds of a Mallard when you know damn well there ain’t no pond around! {HOOOOONGGK!!!} Followed by a ‘snockle’ (My word, its two words mashed :

Snockle – snot” and “chuckle“, [definition] : When one blows snot out of his nose onto himself(usually on the lips & chin) while trying to hold in a chuckle {a not-so subtle quick outburst of laughter})

“Jumping the Shark” – A Movie/TV Geeks Thoughts on Entertainment’s History – Past, Present and Future.

Every 3 to 7 years it seems TV, television programming seems to “jump the shark” in hopes to perk up more ratings.  And with reality television becoming such a main staple and now they are using its contestants.  Yes, I am generalizing and calling ALL those that participate in these shows no matter if purposely labelled a game show or the ones that stick you in a fancy loft with 6 other strangers…you ALL are contestants on “The Truman Show” now.


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It doesn’t stop at the credits each week…the tabloids are attacking these average joes like they were the Kennedys.  The Teen pregnacy shows…these poor kids couldn’t juggle Algebra and deciding whether to stop drinking soda all to together ooooooooorrrr just switch to Diet soda…! And now they are ON the COVERS of these magazines giving their advice on motherhood and helping teens decide whether to get a boob job or liposuction this summer.

The term, ‘Jumping the Shark’, was created because of a blatant lack of creativity on behalf of the writers at “Happy Days” the year the season ended with the cliffhanger of Henry Winkler’s AWESOME character, “the Fonz”, whom water skis and literally jumps a shark…….in the middle of a lake..?…was it?  Either way television has been “Jumping the Shark” ever since.

You could probably say the movie industry is in the middle of a “Jumping the Shark” type couple of years.  So many remakes of movies made inside of 25 years, they have CLEARLY jumped the shark.  Comic book movies I can understand because these stories need the technology to match the amazing graphics and artistry put down on paper. The remakes or “re-imagining” of movies like “Fright Night” and “Ghostbusters”.  Whether rewritten to give a new modern day perspective or not, it doesn’t matter…we need independent films to get more face time.  There ARE original ideas out there but the mega-blockbuster production companies won’t take a break from these ridiculously overbudgeted “films”.  The prices of the tickets to see them have gone up along with the movie sets…I mean, if you are going to charge $18 for a ticket then you better dose my $5 Diet Coke with some LSD so that I won’t get a migraine from watching things blow up for 2 hours straight.  Make the price match the trip…just drop some ecstacy in my Cherry flavored Icee…trust me you’ll get a thumbs WAAAY UP!

This last “jumping the shark” crest began with a character on American Idol. Hated by most, loved by mostly….this girl



Yes folks I blame the latest lack of creativity on this man(?)




Look at that dumb face….laughed all the way to the bank!

This is a new series I’m calling, “Jumping the Shark” – A Movie/TV Geeks Thoughts on Entertainment’s History – Past, Present and Future.

Contact me or reblog/reply with your thoughts on my thoughts!

Thank you,


What I want….

Watching the movie “The Dilemma” with Vince Vaughn and Kevin James.  The same old concept…best friend sees other best friends’ wife cheating and now has to tell him in a way that won’t mess things up for their work/friendship blah blah blah…I’m talking about the scene where Vince Vaughn was making a toast at his girlfriend’s parents 40th wedding anniversary party, it got me thinking…not about trust issues or even this stupid movie which might not be dumb..its still playing as I type this.  I needed to get this off of my chest….I have wasted my life for so long.  I will be 36 years old come October and I nothing to show for it.  Don’t get me wrong, I DO have a wonderful 8 almost 9 year old son with a horrible ex-wife and now I have an amazing 3 year old with my new wife of almost 3 years now…I have them, but as for what I have that will allow me to say “I have no regrets”…”I did it my way”….I have nothing.  I am starting over in my life after several jobs I’ve had, only to be laid off after being promoted in them….My life is filled with bills, backed up child support due to not being able to find even a shit job slinging snot to get something to my horribly evil ex-wife whom accrues about $50,000 a year working for the Post Office…..My son is taken care of, I am not a deadbeat father but I am depressed and stressed and out of Zoloft…so things seem worse than ever…I am tired of not having anything to toast to…I want nothing more than to be sitting next to my wife Lori in about 40 years and have someone toast that we did “our best, shot for the moon and took no prisoners while reaching for the stars”…I want nothing more than to hear that…but I will not ever hear that until I start doing things my way!  Until I start doing what I love and say what I want.  I’ve always known I wouldn’t do things the cookie cutter way but I tried, I tried so hard to fight what I really want.  What I want for me, for my family, for this world.  I know I have much more to give.  I know I am here for more than just witty comebacks and fat jokes in front of friends and family.

The only way to find happiness is to start making it.

I AM pajamaMOUTH and you WILL be hearing from me soon…VERY soon!

“Thoughts during a tornado while ducking down by wine bottles at a Walmart Superstore”

A Tornado has been spotted 10 minutes from here, moving in our direction.  Where am I?  I’m at the Walmart Superstore, hoping for safety but I got laughs instead……

My wife just informed me that a guy from our neighborhood is here too.  Rumor has it that this particular guy cheated on his wife with a 400lb whale that would and has allowed anyone to just walk right into her stankhole….hmm, thoughts begin to flutter….Glad I could be dying next to the core of humanity’s moral fiber…if he collapses, he is on his own, if he has been able to survive sex with a whale AND continued living afterwards while absorbing this whale’s past and present fluids, he’ll be able to survive anything.  He won’t need my help.  So I’ve got that going for me, which is nice.  Thanks LamMAH!
More thoughts float about….huh, Looking around the crowd…there just might be one or two losses the world would end up missing…
Flutter, flutter….One of the only times being fat may be a life saving tool is during a tornado.  One, you have blubber to catch shrapnel before it hits a major organ and two, lets see this wind pick me up before that woman that has the scowl on her face with the eating disorder…maybe if she ate something she wouldn’t have stomach pain, ever think of that dipshit?….Ooop, add one more that might be missed…man, where did you come from lady?  Seeing her in here is like seeing a Victoria Secrets model wandering into a ComicCon….
Jesus, already there’s about 8 older women who have found lawn chairs and blankets and have huddled around each other undoubtedly bitching about how cold this section of the store is.  A tornado is coming and they are complaining about how expensive beef jerky is, when they haven’t tasted beef jerky since their sophomore year in college…and that beef jerky belonged to Susan, the resident dorm lesbian down the hall.  She use to break in all of the curious or confused…..
My mind is going crazy when I see a little kid in a basket…with a mohawk.  Should they just go ahead and start a wrap sheet on the 5 year old boys with mohawks?  Just to get the paperwork started, right?  You just know that his mother has a tramp stamp the size of the grill from a ’79 Buick above her ass crack and a barbell through her clit the size of a railroad tie……..MAN, Camel Toe is an epidemic in this store……a stampede of Camel Toe, if you will…..
Huh, I wonder what…..oh wait, we have the all clear…the tornado missed us, we’re safe and unfortunately for us, so are the rest of these people.

Just more of my pajamaMOUTH thoughts…..

Dr. Phil’s Reasonings in Relationships? The Way or the Wicked?

On The Dr. Phil Show : Tonight’s Episode : “Angry Women, Scared Men!”

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Dr. Phil :  “Now I know, he knows and the audience knows…for a FACT, that when you are punching Johnny, you’re husband, in the back of his head, mmkay, repeatedly, mmkay, that, that its not really about the amount of baby bottles he has made, which wasn’t to your liking…mmkay…It’s really not about that, now is it? It’s your anger at your father, isn’t it?”

Angry Woman #1 : (Crying) “No….no Dr. Phil…..Its not, you’re right, Its NOOOTTTT…(Crying uncontrollably)

Now, I knew it!  And he knew it! But if he would have said that to her right at that moment….he would have been DEAD! 

While being punched in the back of the head, the Scared Man #1’s attempt at telling her the Dr. Phil McGraw‘s way of relationship communication would’ve went more like this :

Scared Man #1 : (whack) Now honey, (whack) I know its not the baby bottle (whack) that’s upsetting you. (whack) It’s really that you are pissed off (whack) at your dad for (whack) killing himself! (whack)(whack,whack,whack,whack)…….Have you ever thought your dad isn’t DEAD?!?! HE JUST MIGHT BE HIDING???!!!!!

I can tell you I had an incident with my ex wife, my wife at the time.  Try having a wife with extreme adult A.D.D. with fits of rage and violence….try having an EX wife with all of these attributes.  Now try having an EX wife and having a kid with her…yeah, thats fun.  Its like knowing you have to hang out with a crack head for 12 hours straight with only a half hour worth of crack for her to smoke.  As soon as that crack wears off…Katie BAR the DOOR!” 

My ex wife once got so angry at me for not chopping an onion the “right” way….I had to back out of the kitchen never taking my eyes off of her, not knowing what she might do next…..I just shut my mouth…took the knife WITH me, backed away slowly and NEVER taking my eyes off of the animal.  Now let me tell you what would have happened if I tried the Dr. Phil way of communication :

ME(Scared Man #2) : “So I told this kid at work today—What?—What’s wrong hun?–Huh?—-

EX Wife (Angry Woman #2) : “I said….How could you? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!? (enraged) HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE THAT YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW TO CHOP ONIONS THE RIGHT WAY!?!?!”

ME (Scared Man #2) : “Sweetheart, now I know its really not my poor culinary skills chopping an onion…Its really your father that you are angry with not giving you the love that you always thought you deserved. Now isn’t it?”

She would have, in one giant swoop, used some sort of superhuman attribute that is only given to those stricken with adult A.D.D. with moments of uncontrollable rage…she would have grabbed the knife and slit my throat and cut off my balls in a blink of an eye!  It would have been so fast that my head would have hit the floor before my balls would have eventhough, anatomically, it would’ve seemed impossible…until that one moment in time.

But, instead, I chose the option that only a well-seasoned-reality-based, been-through-many-relationships-with-women-expert would have chosen.  She was my second divorce. I’m not perfect.  I’ve had a handful of crazy relationships in my 35 years.  “Only a handful?” You might ask? Yes. I didnt say a dozen or more.  If you reach that statistic, you’re NOT and expert as much as you are incredibly stupid or insecure…or both! Some people are addicted to those type of relationships.  I should’ve known by my ex-wife’s most recent boyfriend.  He was a crackhead.  Literally.  I knew then, something wicked this way comes….Just that that was who she was attracting to her life.  I did a HUGE amount of personal inventory are finding that out!  But I ahve learned my lesson…only a handful…but sometimes you go into it knowing she is crazy.  Sometimes its fun to find a girl who will sing in the choir on Sunday mornings and then spend her Sunday evenings shitting on your chest.  You get just a little curious as to what possibly can happen next!

Unfortunately, sometimes she has a violent temper-tantrum at your inability to chop an onion the “right” way and you have learned to shut your mouth and back away slowly….never taking your eyes off of the beast!


Those are my thoughts, so stay kind World and love yourself and one another.

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I am pajamaMOUTH.


My first film – George Clooney’s “The Ides of March”

George Clooney, Cannes film festival

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Not too shabby, eh?  After waiting 17 years to get going, its ‘aboot’ time!

I am actually a paid ‘actor’ now!  AND for my FIRST film it was none other than George Clooney‘s political drama “The Ides of March“!  And ladies, yes, he was funny, witty, polite, charming and very goodlookin’…I know you were waiting for me to say that.  The film also stars Ryan Gosling, Jeffrey Wright, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Paul Giamatti and the very talented and beautiful Evan Rachel Wood.  This one has a very fast turnaround compared to most films that take about a year or more to be released.  I’m guessing Mr. Clooney is looking to make an Oscar bid by making the release date October 14 of THIS YEAR, 2011!! Just in time for Oscar season.

This being my first gig, you can imagine my excitement when I was chosen to be one of hundreds, out of THOUSANDS to apply, to join the audience at a political rally at “Kent State University” which was actually the University of Michigan‘s Power Center auditorium.  That day was unpaid but I didn’t care.  My resume begins with a George-Freaking-Clooney film…..HELLO!!!  The scene that day included Mr. Clooney and Evan Rachel Wood.  My luck continued when they sat me along the same aisle they were shooting her scene.  This means I will DEFINITELY be in the movie, I hope.  You never know, things can happen but considering how many takes they made that it was important to get it right for the movie.  Again I was called to join them 2 days later for another scene with Jeffrey Wright and Ryan Gosling.  Another rally scene but this time I had props to hold up and again it seemed, I was in the middle of this shot as well.

All of the actors were so gracious giving autographs and taking pictures with extras during breaks.  You might remember Jeffrey Wright from his outstanding role as artist Jean Michele Basquiat in the highly acclaimed art film, “Basquiat”.  Ryan Gosling also stars in the film as Mr. Clooney’s character’s campaign manager that gets in over his head while being seduced by a young strong willed staffer, Evan Rachel Wood.

This seemed to be intense at times but you wouldn’t know it by Mr. Clooney’s easygoing and charming demeanor.  Joking a lot about his first A.D.,  David Weber, being Canadian.  A lot of “aboots” and “ehs” at the end of his imitations of the assistant director.  All in all it was a great and memorable experience.  I am so thankful that I was able to be a part of this and for getting a glimpse at what most people never do, the true behind the scenes look at making a movie.  I am racing towards my next experience which should be the newest installment of the “Harold and Kumar” films.  If I don’t get in on this one, thats okay.  Making friends through these processes is giving me more chances at other projects and will just add to my very thin resume.  Paying or not, this is how you do it!

Thank you Dave Williams of for your guidance and knowledge.  I can see this is the beginning of a fruitful relationship!

If you have any questions about my experience, please include them in the comments for this blog and I will answer them as best as I can.

Thank you again Universe!  It has been a delight working with you and I look forward to future endeavors.

A side note, I have heard today that you have a better chance at meeting George Clooney than winning the lottery…..and I have met him on more than one occasion……”so you’re saying I have a chance.”  Gotta go now, I have some lottery tickets to buy!!


Mrs. Marcus’ affair with a Zombie – Volume 2 of “The Zombie Witness” Series

March 3, 2014  1:45 pm est

Move over Fiona Apple, Charlie’s mom has been a bad, bad girl.  For years now.  We always knew it would bite her on the ass in the end but we never thought it would end the way it did.  The wind current caused by the butterfly’s wings.

Mrs. Marcus had many affairs but this one was different.  She thought she was falling in love.  It was different not only because of the love she was feeling but also because this gent had a legit job she’d be proud to leave her husband of 17 years for.  This fellow was a scientist!  And he could screw like the dickens!  No problems blowin’ her top with this guy.  He knew all of the right spots to touch and tap and rub….including her purse strings.  Mr. Marcus thought his lovely wife was using her part-time job salary on those new shoes and outfits when in fact she never had a job.  Unless you count going down on the good doctor in the parking lot of a Denny’s during his lunch hour.  Then she had many “jobs”.  And she did them well!  This time, on this day, the good doctor complained about a stomach ailment and a fever.  So she knew this afternoon she would be doing all of the work herself but she didn’t mind in the least, for she would do anything for this man at this point.  Even swallow.  She would never think about serving Mr. Marcus in such a way.  Not since their freshman year of marriage, that is.  She really wanted the good doctor to stick around and she would do anything to keep it that way.

So this day was no different  than the past year and a half when she would make sure he wouldn’t stray.  The only difference was that she about yacked after he finished.  It was not the same this time.  She could barely stand it.  All she thought was that it must have been his sickness that caused such a horrendous taste.  “He must be on some real awful medicine”, she thought, “Note to self sweetie, ‘take a day off every once in a while’ “. She took it like a champ and kissed him on his extremely hot forehead before she left him in his car in the Denny’s parking lot.

“Love you honey!  I’ll talk to you tonight.  Get some rest and I will see you tomorrow.”  She gets out of his BMW, looks around suspiciously and trots over to her minivan, slyly making her exit.  As she pulls out in to traffic she takes a glimpse into her rear-view mirror to see that the good doctor hasn’t moved from his spot.  “Perhaps he is checking his I-Phone for emails from work or texting  his wife that he’d be home soon…”, she thought, “Get better soon doc, i’m gonna need some real loving tomorrow night!”

March 3, 2014  2:09 pm est

Dr. Lewis felt like shit!  He couldn’t believe the new specimen that arrived the night before had sneezed its bloody nose right into his eyes first thing this morning.  “GODDAMN POSSUM LOOKING PIECE OF SHIT!”, he screamed, echoing through the lab as his colleagues chuckled.  They didn’t like Dr. Lewis much.  You could see as they all locked eyes with one another giving each other mental ‘high-fives’.  Dr. Lewis always made them do their work 7 times over to make sure no one screwed up because, as he always said, “It’s MY ass that’s on the line here!” Well, now it’s his ass that has to explode in the Denny’s restroom toilet.  There is NO way he can wait the 15 minute drive back to lab.  It was ‘go time’!  Mrs. Marcus was long gone at this point so he didn’t have to worry about her sticking around, wondering what he was up to, just to find out he has the worst diarrhea of his life.  This was much needed alone time.  He bolts out of his car making sure his ass cheeks don’t separate as he heads into the diner right passed the hostess and rampaging through the bathroom door not giving any regard to the possibility that there might be someone on the other side about to get a door flat in the nose.  Luckily, he was alone and he got the handicap stall for extra comfort.  In his rush to release the hounds, so to speak, he left his I-Phone in his BMW.  If he had brought it in with him he would have been getting the texts and the phone calls to have him first, “RUSH BACK TO THE LAB! SPECIMEN IS ON A RAMPAGE! NEED ADVICE!” Then secondly, “DO NOT COME BACK HERE, SPECIMEN ATTACKING EVERYDFHDSFH”. Then finally he would have heard the call or the voicemail that sounded more like someone left a message from inside the Chimpanzee home at the zoo because they didn’t have chimps at his lab, only rodent type animals, he would have found this very alarming.  What was more alarming to him right now was that, not loose feces but bloody clumps of tissue were exiting him.  By the time the good doctor looks down inside the toilet to realize this horrible nightmare is true, he keels over onto the almost as disgusting Denny’s bathroom floor.  The pain is unbearable.  It feels as though someone was shoving habaneros up his ass, repeatedly.  And now they have made their way up through his intestines and into his stomach.  He’s violently throwing up now.  Projectile vomiting what looks like bloody clots and tissue.

The virus has taken hold.  Left alone long enough, his hunger for flesh will peak and he has a buffet waiting for him right outside that restroom door.

If he’s lucky the next shift’s busboy will enter to take his last piss and tuck in his shirt before serving the blue hairs from Whitehurst.  For this is Senior discount hour…and there’s a line at the door.  But this day, Sonny the busboy won’t have to worry about getting pinched on the butt by the fat and friendly blue haired ladies(former whores from the fragile 40s).  For this day, he will be quitting his job but not in anger but in fear.

March 3, 2014  2:22 pm est

Sonny enters the men’s room dreading the day’s long shift.  Using the urinal for one last shake before tucking his shirt in and splashing his face with ice cold water to help him wake up and dry out from the joint he smoked on his walk in to work.  He put his earbuds back in his ears to start the day off right with some Bad Religion pouring into his brain, cleansing all of the ‘bullshit’ his teachers tried to jam in during the day.  “Thank god I’ll be graduating this year.  I can’t take much more of this shit” , he thought, “Then its off to Hollywood to start my career in band management.” Sonny already has an internship set up with Capitol Records.  He already has a hostel picked out until he can get on his feet and move into an apartment.  He has it all lined up.  Or so he thought.  Fixing his hair in the mirror and properly rocking out to some ‘Infected’ on his I-Pod.  He closes his eyes  to belt out the chorus just at the right moment to allow him not to see the good doctor slowly appearing behind him as if he were being raised from an invisible elevator.  The attack happens in less time than he can yell out an, “OH YEEEAHHH!” following the chorus—Dr. Lewis lunges forward and immediately latches on with a chomp on the side of the busboy’s neck!  Dr. Zombie has wrapped his arms around Sonny’s torso and arms leaving his bites unattended and unrelenting!  It leaves Sonny no choice but to back up frantically, pinning the good doctor between him and the wall.  The zombie snaps back his head at the same time ripping the busboy’s flesh from his body but hitting his dead head against the wall behind them cracking its own skull and dropping him to the floor letting go of the terrified high schooler.  The force of all of this action causes Sonny to fall forward writhing in anguish.  Grabbing at his neck, he notices he is bleeding heavily near what he remembers from Biology class as being his jugular vein.  “Its not squirting out, he frantically thinks, “so I should be okay as long as I get to a hospital”. Without even looking back at his assailant, Sonny attacks the bathroom door leaving much plasma and fright on the interior of the not-so-rest-room while making his exit.  As he flees the confines of this smelly and now bloody bathroom, the door slowly closes blocking the view of the former Dr. Lewis sprawled against the wall with a little piece of the busboy left in his mouth….the zombie begins to twitch, for this was just the beginning and no one at this point knows how to stop him.  No one will, until they are confronted with the only option left, if they are still alive to try it, that is.  As the bad doctor now lies alone on the floor twitching away, all you can hear from inside the blood-bathroom is Sonny echoing in the dining room while running out through the front lobby doors, “CALL 9-1-1!!!!  CALL 9-1-1!!!!  HELP!!!!HELP!!!” This little piggy went ‘wee-wee-wee’ all the way home.  He figured since he just lived 3 blocks away, Mommy ‘busboy’ could drive him to the emergency room faster than waiting for an ambulance.

March 3, 2014  2:45pm est


Kardington Laboratories on the westside of the city has gone on lock-down!  WE REPEAT!  AT APPROXIMATELY 2:16PM SOMEONE FROM INSIDE OF KARDINGTON LABORATORIES HAD MADE A CALL TO 9-1-1 ASKING FOR EMERGENCY RESPONSE VEHICLES AND WHAT WE THINK WAS A URGENT REQUEST FOR A CALL TO BE MADE TO THE MILITARY.  We are trying to obtain the original 9-1-1 recording and as soon as we get it we will let you hear it ‘LIVE’ with us.  We’re sure this is only an exercise but keep it here and we will keep you posted on this developing story.  On an unrelated story, police are being called to a Denny’s restaurant about a disturbance involving an employee.  We will update you on this story at the 6 o’clock news hour. Now back to your regularly scheduled program, “One Life to Live”.


** “Have you ever heard a Zombie laugh before? – Volume 3 of “The Zombie Witness” series coming soon**