Yeah, I get that sometimes. It doesn't matter how well I do in school or work, or how many books I read, or, really how intelligent (or not) I am, I sometimes manage to show a side that thankfully doesn't tend to be dangerous so Darwinism won't actually take over...
Here a couple questions I've asked in the past (yeah, really!):
What's the name of that big yellow bird on Sesame Street?
What's the name of the lake at Lake Tahoe?
Sadly, I cannot say these sorts of things are rare. I only hope they don't come out in interviews or meetings or other important functions. After a moment or so of saying them, I usually do a quick thump on the forehead (duh!), but it's too late... the question went out. Sigh.
I've often tried to hold my own in the "insult game" with my ex, but, as a writer, he's far to quick-witted, and he usually caught me setting myself up for a good one. Needless to say, when I finally would stump him, it was a big celebration. :)
I like to think these "Jenniferisms" keep me humble. At least, I like to think that 'cause I'd rather they not make me look stupid. ;)
Still, one thing I've learned in theatre and in life is that laughing at yourself (and letting others laugh with you) is so much nicer than hitting oneself over the head. I'm sure I'll continue to let these silly words slip out of my mouth. Sometimes it takes a few seconds for my brain to catch up. But that's okay, the world can always use another laugh.
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