When it comes to celebrity identification and relations, Jen’s win column would dwarf the very Tower of Babel, forcing God to topple it lest she rival His power. I, on the other hand, could count on one hand the number of times I have correctly identified someone famous that she didn’t catch first; and they were all either Star Wars or Monty Python references.
I mean, I’m not terriblewhen it comes to celeb-spotting, but without the aid of a Google search, I’m left twisting in the wind, tormented in that purgatorial wasteland of Iknowthatguy. Before IMDB, I was the kind of guy who had to watch the ending credits or else half-buried flashes of recognition would keep me up at night.
Jen doesn’t even need a face to trigger her ability. She can watch any animated movie or show and tell you not only who it is, but who they’re married to, who they’re related to, what scandal they’re currently embroiled in, and where they spent rehab. Naturally, we try to keep her away from the younger cousins when they watch their Disney flicks. We don’t want the kiddies to find out that the Grumpy Squirrel killed a hooker while on a meth bender.
