Hall of Fame “Adventures” Include:
- Getting a social media shout out from Britney Spears
- Crashing the Grammy Awards
- Crashing the Spiderman Premiere
- Crashing an SNL after party (while underage)
- Inheriting a national monument in Ireland (I call it “caretaking”)
- Dancing on stage with Prince
- Losing everything I owned in a massive cockroach infestation
- Bartering social media to live for a year getting to 12 states with $10 to my name
- Meeting Jack Dorsey and Rick Rubin outside of a teepee
- Planning the meeting for my friend and neighbor’s murder (you can’t google what to do in that situation)
- Outing a con-man using synesthesia
- Accurately identifying gang stalking
- Setting legal precedent in the state of CT at age 17
- Having my life rights, trademarks and intellectual property sell in a four way bidding war between ABC, CBS, NBC, and FOX networks (not actually based on the truth of my life, but on what someone else wanted from it).
- That was BEFORE I found out I’m autistic and have a condition called synesthesia.
::duh:: No shit, sherlock! How do you think I did all those things?!
"Non-Hall of Fame Adventure" posts ... but still funny & insightful:
After I was diagnosed in February, I worked with an animator who also has synesthesia to describe what I see. I’ve spent the last nine months trying to explain it to myself. See all syntesthetes (what we are called) experience synesthesia differently. To some people Monday may have a color, or the number six may have its own personality. The details oddly aren’t important, what is important is the hyper-connectivity and processing in our brains that act as LEGIT super powers.
I liken my acid trips to a Goldilocks style experience.
#OpenLetter: Dear Grandma & Grandpa – you guys sucked (and you weren’t even the Hoar in this scenario)
I’m shocked and need a minute … but also took a moment to realize HOW BIG OF A DEAL IT IS to have finally merged Talk Nerdy To Me, Lover and Talk Nerdy To Me™.
I had one of the most AWKWARD experiences of my life last night. And coming from being such a fucking loner growing up … I assure you, there were a LOT of experiences to pull from. I not only wound up walking over 2 miles home from the bar, but I also sat outside a McDonalds crying at 3a
#OriginStory: That time I accidentally met Robin Williams … while passionately pursuing @EnriqueIglesias
“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU TALKED TO HIM!!!” J said in a loud whisper.
Confused, I confessed, “I didn’t talk to him. I was too scared.”
“Oh yeah,” she said, “I saw you fail in front of Enrique Iglesias – I’m more impressed with how you kept your cool
I’ve technically speaking already “leveled up,” I just needed to learn how to claim my own space within it. I feel great, and alchemizing the Burn is the last step in that change.
Moes Tavern is a real thing! And you too can get a chance to meet the man behind the character Moe. Spoiler alert, this Mo is more like-able.
Yep, my neighbor Elizabeth is living her best life. She’s been acting for a very long time, and has recently become Tik Tok famous thanks
Talk Nerdy To Me: Being jolted into my head meant that my own orgasm wasn’t going to happen. Not wanting to spoil his, I talked dirty in his ear choosing words as my weapon against mass deconstruction. He quickly finished, and as we rolled over ontop of each other, he went straight to sleep and I wa
Shout …shout … let it all out … and it just might save you too! I’ve learned a lot from traveling around the country (specifically
It’s funny, last night at my favorite watering hole, I had a guy admit to googling me at the bar. Which was really weird, because
I didn’t need medicine, I needed to develop coping skills, and with that came the knowledge that things don’t bother me the same way (stressors or people) when I’m taking care of myself. What do I “want to do” or “where I will be in 10 years?” As you can see, I have absolutely
<EditorsNote> One of the many very very cool things about being autistic is that we write things out. It’s a huge part of my mental
As a writer and all around artist, I am really struggling with attaching words to describe how I experience life now aware that I have synesthesia.
Still in my skeleton onesie, I found the one little blip of shade to protect my ivory soft and smooth Irish skin outside a tee pee. (There’s also a tee pee in this scenario.) That little blip of shade also happened to be DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF JACK DORSEY.
I was frustrated that I felt I in these series of completely surreal life experiences one of the only TWO THINGS THAT MAKE SENSE (having synesthesia and being autistic) still had a barrier to entry that I had no idea how to get through.
The courts had reached out two years later (in 2018) asking for a personal statement from me, the victim.
The man in the DA’s office was actually shocked I called as most victims choose not to speak out against their attacker.
Brick or no brick a common theme in my life is that … I. SPEAK. UP.
Well, I had one of the coolest moments of my career randomly outside of a teepee in West Texas. I shouldn’t be surprised.
Magical, magical things happen in West Texas.
It’s like this vortex that even made Jeff go “woah, this is really weird.”
Considering he has a front row seat to all things weird all day every day, I made a note of it.
Upon first meeting, she told me (confidentially) that she was part of a trust fund, and now wanted to specifically invest in female entrepreneurs.
“Your stories are incredible,” she said over email. “How can we build something together to help you with your re-launch? I’d love to hear your thoughts over lunch.”
I didn’t know Charlie as Hollywood Reporters 2012’s Reality Television’s 50 Most Powerful Producers, or from being the son of SNL creator and NBC Chairman Dick Ebersol, or from his mom “Kate and Alley” star Susan Saint James … I knew Charlie Ebersol because at the time HE WAS DATING BRITNEY SPEARS!!!!
I was downloading the syllabus and required materials when I got a text from my gf (who had just read the post).
Human Lie Detector … “meet” the Bull$hit Detector.
She called … a rare occurrence that prompted attention.
Talk Nerdy To Me™ … (this is a post about body language and working with a human lie detector) A few days ago, I completed
Before I explain the military-grade training course (specifically on crisis management) I am going into, I wanted to acknowledge those who helped in the process.
One of those people who helped hugely was a television and film actor currently at an all-time ratings high (on TV).
You know him, and most likely have paid for one of his movies or shows.
How do you quantify perception?
I’m not sure, but historically, I’ve been rewarded with few questions asked.
People just say “that’s just Jen; this is what she does.”
In this experience, I discovered I’m gifted.
I’ve spent the last (almost) month since the first post talking to every applicable type of expert and “authority figure” imaginable. I forgot in the
I then called my father who has in the past used private investigators.
“Why do you hire private investigators?” I asked.
(He, for a long time, worked as an attorney for insurance companies.)
Talk Nerdy To Me: In this story, there will be a marriage, two (more) deaths, MIA wedding attendants, MIA parents, a botched bachelorette party, a global pandemic, and a boisterous battle cry for tits and ass.
It’s an honest tale of the reality of a pandemic wedding – and the SHEER PERSEVERANCE of
Speaking of doing something I haven’t tried before, this post is going to be written not just from my perspective, but from my fiancee’s as well. Have you noticed I can’t stop using that word …
#TrueStory: I was interviewed in a murder investigation (and cried in front of Katie Couric and Will.I.Am telling them about it) PT 3
Talk Nerdy To Me: Unfortunately, (or fortunately) the detectives wheeled his body out in the middle of the night so I didn’t get to see that. Desperate for some sort of something to understand the next day, I went upstairs and saw the results of the CSI agents outside the apartment where the murder
#TrueStory: I was interviewed in a murder investigation (and cried in front of Katie Couric and Will.I.Am telling them about it) PT 2
Fifteen minutes or so went by before I heard a helicopter. I then looked outside and saw the police officer’s car, and some sort of a news crew. Combined with the helicopter I knew that I could potentially be in danger – so I reluctantly opened the door as I grabbed my phone preparing to leave in a
#Question: What is the most effective way to “get over” a murder investigation? Answer: A global pandemic
After the murder happened, my brain and body became completely catatonic. You might have seen me physically but if you asked me what was going on, I wouldn’t tell you because I couldn’t tell you. I couldn’t process the words mentally, let alone speak them.
#TrueStory: I was interviewed in a murder investigation (and cried in front of Katie Couric and Will.I.Am telling them about it)
It’s easy for me to be angry at everything right now. It’s easy for me to withdraw. It’s easy for me to cry myself to sleep. What wasn’t easy was PUBLICLY crying (particularly in front of someone I consider adjacent to “idol” territory).
#RealDeal: That time I cold called the man that bought my life rights, trademarks, and intellectual property
On Monday April 29th, while zoning out in front of the TV watching Jeopardy (one of my favorite ways to de-stress), with a clear head and heart, I said out loud to my dog:
“I am pitching a TV show about power. Why have I not picked up the phone to call the most powerful man in Hollywood?”
…. who I have access to via him buying my life rights, trademarks, and intellectual property TWICE!
Besides, just because I made the decision to go to the Burn, didn’t actually mean that I had any sort of ticket. Did I mention how difficult tickets are to get? (I actually learned that they release 50,000 tickets to any sort of “camp” that creates art … tell you more about that
I then quickly slid the loose wristband off and walked back outside. Pro tip: when a bouncer of any kind is putting on a wristband, explain to them you feel “claustrophobic” if it’s on too tight. When it’s loose, you can slide it right off your wrist and pass it to someone else. Before yo
We then make the trek up the hill to my new friend’s car, and I could tell within .25 seconds we were going to be friends. Out of everyone in the group, I could tell how down to Earth she was, and could intuitively tell she was going to utter the same sentence of “this isn’t really me.” I
I’m not sure what kept my interest in that exact moment – the radical honesty? the marketing of intelligence? I’m not the kind of person that would ever want a guy because he was “someone else’s,” in fact quite the opposite … I’m more likely to ask for a threesome.
click the image to read the article So, a few hours ago – my buddy over at the popular car blog Jalopnik gave me a heads up that a story about me was about to go live. (Pretty decent of him actually)
The story then goes live at 4:30 EST and it made no sense. First off, they included a