Buttercup from the Powerpuff Girls. I even named one of my cars after her. I have a keychain of her that speaks, and it is a ringtone in my phone. It sums up Buttercup perfectly when it says, “I think they’re askin’ for a heiny whoopin’! 😠”
On cue, as I’m typing this, a mosquito appears out of nowhere. I think I lured it out of hiding, because I’m quite sure this tiny blood sucker needs a heiny whoopin’. Just saying.
Buttercup is the tough and aggressive sister in the Powerpuff Girls. She is sassy. She’s physically tough and strong. she’s small. She doesn’t dare show her tenderness, which one can imagine would be her weakness. If I needed protection from harm, I would hire Buttercup. She could handle the job. If you want the whole team, you must hire Bubbles and Blossom as well. Together, they are known as the Whoopass Girls. 
(L-R) Bubbles, Blossom, Buttercup
Buttercup poutingButtercup being this emoji: 😏Classic Buttercup pose – prepared for heiny whoopin’!
If you could pick any fictional animal to be your lifelong companion (like a Pokémon or fantasy pet), what would it be?
This was an easy one. I have collected Hello Kitty memorabilia for a very long time so it’s almost like I actually do have HK as a lifelong companion.
Hello Kitty is a big tennis fan
If she were real, though, she would be a wee white cat, five apples high and three apples heavy. She’s from London. She’s a Scorpio, born on November 1. She has a twin sister, Mimmy, and a boyfriend, Dear Daniel. I think this boyfriend is sketchy because I’d never heard of him until I was an adult. I don’t trust him. There’s another controversial thing about Hello Kitty, and that is that she’s actually an eight year-old girl named Kitty White, but I call BS on this because what eight year-old girl is five apples tall? Get that kid some food, ASAP.
Hello Kitty has a friend named Chococat, who is another one of my favorites. He’s a black cat with big eyes. Chococat got his name due to his little brown nose. He’s from Chocotown, Colorado, which I did not know until I researched.
I don’t think I’ll be able to decide between Hello Kitty and Chococat, so I’m going to have to adopt both of them.
And this, my friends, is how the cat distribution system works, even in a fictional world.
What’s the most annoying trope in books or movies?
I can’t stand this word. It’s overused, much like iconic, and they are both used frivolously and, in my opinion, not as intended. Seeing a word used repeatedly dulls its shine. Trope usage should not be common place, and iconic is only iconic if we stop using iconic so much. Internet culture strikes again.
As for answering the prompt, I can’t get past the word to answer it. The word itself has become a trope.
What’s the best thing you’ve ever found randomly on the street?
I used to find cash all the time. $20 bills, $10 bills, you name it. I would find it outside on walks, inside stores, you name it. I have had this “talent” my whole life. I’m not just saying that because I’m trying to manifest it, although I am and I double down on that as I’m writing this (looking at you, universe), but it’s true. I have always been able to find cash on the ground and in unique situations. There have been two times in my life where I’ve had the most exciting kind of money find: cash blowing around outside. This is the kind of stuff you have dreams of, but wake up and realize it didn’t happen. Only for me, it did happen.
The first incident occurred when I was 15 and my friend and I were walking into the mall. There was a woman and her granddaughter walking ahead of us and the granddaughter didn’t realize the cash she had with her was falling out of her purse or her pockets. My friend and I kept trying to tell them that she was losing her cash. We were yelling to them and picking up this cash as it was falling and blowing everywhere. But they misunderstood and thought we were hooligans, so they ran faster away. They disappeared out of sight completely by the time we got into the mall, and there was no way to track them once inside a packed mall. My friend and I looked at each other, shrugged and split the cash evenly. We had $15 each. So we each bought something in the mall. I remember exactly what I bought that day and I still have it. I will have to ask her if she remembers that day and if she remembers what she got with that money. It was unfortunate for them (fortunate for us – get it?!) , but we did our due diligence. I only wish they would’ve trusted us. We were teenagers, we weren’t monsters, but I can understand the comparison sometimes…
The second time was when my mom and I were driving to one of her friend’s houses and down the street from her house was a small pub/bar. We were driving up early on a Sunday morning. It was a windy March day as I recall. As we drove up to the corner where the bar was, I noticed a lot of green paper flying around. The other thing I should mention is that I have very poor eyesight without glasses, but I can see money. I can tell you if it’s a leaf or cash with this terrible vision of mine. At that time, I had much better vision, and immediately I knew I was seeing money blowing around. My mom knew too, and she stopped the car. I hopped out and started chasing the money around. It was like one of those TV shows where you’re locked up in a container with money and it blows around you and you have to grab it, except that I wasn’t locked up. Since it was an early Sunday morning after a busy Saturday evening at the pub, and no one else had been there, it was easy pickings for me. I’m not sure how much cash we ended up with, but it was substantial. I can tell you I got every available bill that was blowing in the wind.
Sadly, I haven’t found much cash on the ground lately and that’s because most people use plastic to pay for things these days. Or they use their phones. It has really taken a big chunk out of my talent as an attractor of cash, and I’m very disappointed. I hope to return to it eventually.
What’s a conspiracy theory you actually find believable?
This is not actually a conspiracy theory, this is real. I know, I know, people always say conspiracy theories are real, but I’m so for real right now. I was attempting to put a charm on a necklace yesterday, but I had to take apart the necklace. The hoop at the end was too big to fit through the charm thus deconstruction had to happen. So I’m sitting there with a magnifying glass and these tiny gold loops, I can’t see a thing, I’m trying to juggle holding the open loop with the needle nose pliers in my non-dominant hand while holding the necklace chain in my non-dominant hand when suddenly the whole thing falls apart, and I lose the open loop. Naturally, I get up and take the flashlight to look for it. I had dropped it three previous times and I found it with no problem, but on this occasion, the thing was gone. It wasn’t in my lap, it didn’t drop when I got up and it wasn’t in the couch. I looked for 20 minutes. The couch ate it. I found an old Cheerio while I was searching, but that’s too big to put on the necklace. (And obviously it’s not an edible item because the couch didn’t eat it. Caveat Emptor re: Cheerios, I guess?) The charm definitely won’t fit if I put a cheerio on the end. I tore the couch apart. I even got the vacuum out and vacuumed the entire area: nothing. I looked at the vacuum cleaner contents with the magnifying glass. Nothing.
You can say what you want, you can tell me that’s not possible, but I know my couch ate my necklace loop. I don’t know why, but I know it did.
If you had a time machine and could send just one message to your past self, what would it say?
“Relax! We have a Time Machine, which means the stupid stuff you’re doing right now is fixable. But I’m not sure that we should fix them, even though we have a Time Machine. I think we should just let it play out. Messing with outcomes just doesn’t seem right to me. Carry on, doofus!”
But unfortunately, common sense cannot be taught. People who do not have it struggle with things you think should be basic knowledge. If you have been blessed with common sense, give thanks, because not only cannot it not be taught, it can’t be bought.
Share a photo of your pet and tell us one thing that makes them uniquely them.
I don’t currently have a living pet, so I consider the outside animals to be pets. I have a long history with the birds and squirrels and have a current batch of teenage boy squirrels who appear to be orphaned. I try not to let them be reliant on me, but they really seem to be clueless. Because boys. What makes them uniquely them? I’d have to show you…
Bros
Splootin’
Just an average Tuesday around hereTwo brothers grooming each other (includes tail draping, apparently)
