We met The Bloggess

Ok, so this post is a week late.  That does not in any way diminish the awesomeness that is Jenny Lawson, The Bloggess.  The link to her blog is in our blog roll to your right.  If you haven’t read her stuff I recommend that you click through.  I will, however, warn you.  She’s not for the easily offended, she’s fond of four letter words, and she’s from Texas.

We went to the Brookline Booksmith last Friday night to see her do a reading and to get our copy of Let’s Pretend This Never Happened: A Mostly True Memoir signed.  Along the way we also picked up a copy of the book for Jaspher.  As of yet she’s not doing a reading in Huntsville and she’s got quite the fan base in Huntsville so we made sure to get one signed and personalized for him.

As we knew her fans are not only legion but just as crazy as we are, we got there early.  We also got caught in a massive rain storm on the way.  A serious thunderstorm that caused downed trees, sideways rain, and I’m not entirely sure there wasn’t a little hail involved.  This meant that we were SO soaked when we arrived that we were leaving little trails of water behind us as we walked.  We were wringing out our clothes, folks.  We created out own puddles in our seats on the bus.  That was comfy, let me tell you.

But it was TOTALLY worth it.  We got seats right up front.  She stood right next to me when she was being introduced.  I could have reached out and touched her but I didn’t because that would have been totally creepy and inappropriate and stalkery.  I was going for fangirl, not stalker. I just offered her some Klonapin instead.  She declined.  She said she already had some.

So I may have taken a lot of pictures.  And also brought a lot of things for her to sign.  You see, her clan of readers are people who are social misfits, people with anxiety disorders, and people with odd senses of humor.  You know, people like me.  She’s had people ask her to sign their boobs (for the record, I would never do that), she’d had people ask her to sign their children.  (I would never do that either, I mean, I’d have to shave them first and that’s totally traumatic for a cat or dog.)

I asked her to sign our book and then I gave her a stuffed animal (it was a stuffed version of Copernicus) and she signed my stuffed animal that was the twin.  (Rerun has since mangled it and it looks even more like the real thing.  I’m not sure how I feel about that.)  Also, when I say stuffed animal I mean plush stuffed animal.  Like a toy.  Not a taxidermied animal.

Anyway, then I pulled out my coup de grace, my Wonder Woman pajamas.  I brought them because of this post she did.  I wanted to show her that it is totally possible to find them in a size 14 or larger.  Also?  I may have wanted a reaction from the crowd (I got one.)  Geoff insists that I asked her to sign my undies.  I didn’t.  I may have showed her the clean fresh from the wash blue starred undies that go along with the top, but I didn’t ask her to sign them.  Sheesh, I have some class, people.

Also, she totally signed the top.  It was awesome.

Ok, without further ado, here are the photos and the video I shot of some of the reading.  Remember, there are a lot of four letter words so, Mom, look away now.

I apologize for the heads in the screen.  We were only 3 rows back and we ended up with tall people in front of us.  Anyway, I’ve added in below the photos I took of the room as it filled up, Jenny’s entrance, some shots of her talking in the Q&A, etc.

She is so gracious and so nice.  Also, in case you are wondering, I’m wearing my Republicans for Voldemort shirt.  I got lots of compliments on it.

I think this is our longest post ever.  Hope you enjoyed.

~Kelly