stuff jen says: Jul. 1: Thursday Thunks #11

Thursday Thunks (TT) is a blog meme for those who need a little kick in the butt to find something to post about. Your blog posts/answers to TTs can be type or pictures, doesn’t matter! YOU pick, not us, we just give you the assignment (yep, just like English class... only we won’t grade your spelling and grammar).

So yeah, it’s a holiday weekend. Fourth of July, Independence Day, whatever you want to call it. What are you doing on July 5th?
I’ll be driving up and down I-5 to hand Jack over to my mom for a few days. He thinks he’s going there to have a Harry Potter movie-fest with Grandma Mary; what he doesn’t realize is that it’s actually a Jack-and-Grandma bonding time with some Harry Potter thrown in. (Please don’t tell him or he’ll refuse to go.)
If you stumble upon a link that will show you celebrity death photos, do you click the link?
I made that mistake once. I saw Chris Farley’s death scene photos. It took me a reeeeeally long time to get those images out of my head.
Do you decorate your computer/laptop?
Like, the outside of it? No. I’d love to have a laptop in a color, though. Maybe my next one…
There is a cockroach, a tarantula and a mouse in the room; which one do you kill first?
I smash the hell out of that tarantula—a shovel works well, according to Kath—and then go for the cockroach. A shoe? A shoe oughta do the job. The mouse gets trapped with a little treat in a grocery bag and then goes in the freezer until he stops squeaking. After that, I bleach my hands for three hours.
Is there someone in your life that you strive to be like?
Not one single person, but several. I am lucky to have some amazing people in my life, and who wouldn’t want to be like them?
Do you attend parades?
I haven’t been to one in a very long time, but I have nothing against them. I love the high school bands. The floats are kinda “meh.” I like the crazy stuff.
If all the flowers but one kind withered and died, never to grow again, but that one kind of flower would grow worldwide forever, what would you want the surviving flower to be?
Hard question. Probably tulips.

facts of jen's life

So, who do you think you are? I think I’m Jen. People who don’t know me sometimes call me Jenny. That’s weird.

Tell me about yourself. I was born a small black child, and am now a grown-up, or at least my kids think I am. I’m in my mid-40s and live in the ‘burbs of Portland, Oregon. My husband is Victor, and my kids are Katie and Jack. Read this if you want the real and very long scoop.

Tell me things people might not know about you. I am an ordained minister and can perform marriages. Why no one has asked me to do this for them yet, I do not know. ● At the request of my Disney-hating friend Ed, I got mouse ears embroidered with the name “Satan” and I didn’t even get kicked out of Disneyland. It’s quite possibly the ballsiest thing I’ve ever done. ● I “helped” write this book, published in 2012: You Take it From Here, by Pamela Ribon. My name is in the back, and I’m still geeking out about it. ● I recorded a song in a studio in 1994 and it got local radio play for a few months. At least two times I turned on the radio in the car and my song was playing at that moment—very cool. ● I nearly died from a zit in 1986. I am not making this up. ● Victor and I once appeared on The Tonight Show. Really. If you can find a VCR, I’ll show you the tape.

I read some of your posts and I think you might be an alcoholic. I drink way less than I write about drinking. If I ever STOP talking about booze, then it’ll be time for an intervention.

What do you love? Books. Coffee. Fonts. Broadway musicals. San Francisco. Bacon. Rum. Law & Order. Naps. Butter. Home. Crack cocaine. iDevices. Words. Disney vacations. You.

If you could punch anything or anyone in the face, what/who would it be? Cancer. I was diagnosed with lymphoma in November 2009. I kicked its big fat ugly ass and am in remission now. ● Comic Sans. ● People who won’t take responsibility for their problems—the “I didn’t do anything to deserve this!” attitude. Look in the mirror. That’s who to blame. ● Celebrities who are famous for no reason. Y’know, if we stop looking, they’ll go away... ● Bad grammar and spelling and the dummies who use it.

You seem bitter. Did someone piss in your Cheerios? I’m not bitter. I think unicorns-and-rainbows stuff isn’t very interesting to read, so I tend not to write that way. But also, now you’re being kind of a jackhole.

It seems like no one ever comments on your blog posts. Why is that? Most people comment on the Facebook links. I don’t know why.

What if I want to tell you something? Two ways to reach me: leave a comment on a post, or e-mail me at jenniferTAKETHISPARTOUTmanullang at gmail-dot-com.

Jul. 1: Thursday Thunks #11

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