#90's Jazz Cup

[nineties-effect]

[warakami-vaporwave]

Sakura Jazz

[yodaprod]

[misterparadigm]

Hyper-90's Mallory Bash! Isaac's got himself a new Don Bluth haircut, Mal's got the pumped up sneakers and lucky red cap, and Saki's rockin' the overalls and socks with flip-flops. And, of course, we all recognize that pattern in the background from picnics, family reunions, and the doc's office.

[pseuddamntired]

My submission to the dropout feedback form:

Hello, yes, I would like to express interest in a mug or other merch be with the word "boongo", referencing "never stop blowing up". Maybe in a funky color scheme like the "jazz" cup from the 90s or wildly colorful 80's design, like a rainbow threw up. I hope enough people would be interested in such a thing that this would also happen to be profitable for Dropout

[aching-tummies]

Citrus Latte

(In terrible 90's commercial cheese-y announcer) Back, for a limited time!

Jokes aside, I've been slowly getting settled into my new life. I won't go into details but my non-min-wage part-time job kind of got the ball rolling on me furthering my education to maybe get certified to do more work in that field, eventually. I've still got the min-wage food job and I'm attending courses as an in-person student for part of the week. Basically, I signed my life away for the foreseeable future, committed to having no days off unless it is a government-mandated holiday where the post-secondary institution is required to be closed and neither one of my jobs calls me in for such a day.

Trying to get used to my new life has taken a few weeks and it's been a grueling few weeks. Lots of nodding off in classes or in transit, napping between classes or trying not to fall asleep at my food-job. Trying (and failing) to go to bed earlier and try to be asleep before midnight. All that jazz.

Sleep is out of whack so I've been surviving on coffee. Doing my best to brew at home because prices on campus make me think that it isn't tuition or lack of working hours driving the 'broke student' trope. Seriously, a slice of pizza and a fountain drink together go for more than the standard minimum-wage on-campus. I refuse to support that kind of gouging so I've been committing to staying up until 2AM meal-prepping to ensure I can grab and go at 4AM to catch the first buses heading to my campus. No, my classes are not that early. But transit in my area leaves much to be desired and when the bus is scheduled to show up once every hour--and often skips two or three buses, a frazzled student's gotta do what they gotta do.

Today was one such day where I was running on coffee and panic. I'd forgotten to get my coffee stuff laid out for me to easily use in the morning so I scrambled to make anything that would be my sweet-treat drink of the day and settled on powdered iced-tea mix. It's got sugar and a bit of caffeine so I was hoping that it'd do the job. 4AM, off to catch a bus that may or may not show up.

By around 3PM I was flagging after having basically chugged the iced-tea in hopes the sugar would revitalize me. When I nodded off in my class I knew I had to take drastic action, so I ran down to the nearest coffee shop and committed to paying way-too-much for a hit of the good stuff. I got some Caramel Latte concoction or something and it was divine. I went and attended my last class of the day while trying to ration that precious water of awakefulness.

Our last class decided to let out early so we wound up being done around 5PM. I had plans to rush home, deal with what I had to deal with, and maybe hit sleep-ville by 8PM.

As I was packing up my school stuff, classmates kept on approaching me. Some to chat casually. Others to ask me for help proof-reading their assignments or to ask about a specific section of the lecture that they couldn't hear very well and were hoping to compare notes with mine (I'm considered a keener and open about trying to help everyone pass the course so people approach me often). While I normally don't mind this kind of interaction 'cuz the more of us that pass, the less I have to worry about making friends in future semesters…today just wasn't my day.

For those that do not know what a Latte is…here it's basically a shot of espresso with the rest of the cup filled with milk. A shot is not a lot of liquid so probably only 1/8th of my cup was coffee and caramel and the rest was all milk.

Milk normally doesn't play nice with my guts anyway, but today the milk had trickled into a system completely saturated with lemon-y, sugary tea. My guts were cramping and twisting like an angry viper for the last 10 minutes of class and I was in a hurry trying to pack up my things to beat a hasty retreat before my stomach decided to void itself by any means necessary.

I stayed behind to chat with a few classmates, not wanting to be rude, but the second all my stuff was in my bag I basically booked it out of the room and down the stairs.

My stomach hurt so, so, so, so bad!

I nearly tumbled down four levels of stairs because my stomach hurt so bad and I just wanted to curl up and rub it…or rip it all out to get rid of the problem completely. Plans to rush home were immediately dashed and I bolted in the hopes of finding a less busy washroom.

I had started the day out on an upset stomach. Stress, lack of sleep--etc. In the morning, I'd had the sense to find a washroom hidden in a corner of campus that had no classrooms (just an out-of-use office) so that washroom basically experienced zero traffic and likely only ever saw single-digit visitors throughout the course of an entire day. I got to use it in peace in the morning.

Unfortunately for me, my last class of the day was diagonally opposite that secluded washroom and my cramping tummy was making it very clear that it would not let me clear campus. I ended up rushing into one of the more busy washrooms and doing my business there. I definitely stayed there longer than I needed to just to wait for a lull when the washroom would be empty so that I could beat an exit without anyone giving me weird looks.

I ended up getting home maybe an hour and a half later than I'd planned because transferring on transit amplifies wait-times. Being 10 minutes late to the first bus you take snowballs into having to wait another 40-50 minutes for the next one, which snowballs into waiting 20 minutes for the next transfer, which snowballs into 20-40 minutes for the last transfer--and that's my route to and from campus…so…like…being in the washroom for an extra 10 minutes has a domino effect on timing.

I'm home now. Luckily, my stomach didn't embarrass me on the ride home. I got home, rushed around my place trying to get things in order. I've let laundry pile up for three weeks, haven't put away my socks or whatevers, and needed to sort out clean from dirties and figure out which items had to be hand-washed and air-dried. Once I got all those stressors out of the way and finally allowed myself to sit down, I finally had the mental capacity to pay attention to my body. My stomach is hurting again.

Send me your best responses? My stomach's been upset all day and chugging lemon-tea and following that up with a latte that most definitely curdled going through my citrus-y guts has done it zero favors. Any ideas on what to do to the mess that is my achy tummy?

[shadowphatom22]

Walker and his adopted halfa son

Chapter 4:Plan for the unknown and the known for team Phantom?

Sam's point of view

As I enter the living room I am simply wearing a Ghost Theam t-shirt and sweatpants and my hair is in a messy bun lately I have been letting my hair grow out, which makes my mom happy about it but I still stick to my ways thank you very much. I finished half a cup of coffee, I was so excited because Jazz was coming over and spending the break over here; not only that Mom and Grandma were going on vacation with her friends and Grandma would keep her important if any ghost problems happened which it looks like it did and she made sure to send a message to tucker to come over and he will be over with his parent’s. She is lucky that her father and grandma are on their side and Tucker’s parents as well they are keeping Danny’s ghost half from her mom for the most obvious reason, I sigh wondering how they found out though we might never know we are lucky and grateful to them. While I was standing at the doorway I looked at my father and Jazz sitting in the living room Jazz was sitting on the couch next to the fireplace, she is wearing her black t-shirt and blue pants; as for my dad he was dressed differently and not his 90’s perfect husband and father look he is in a plain grey shirt, tan pants his which is wired and I almost dropped my coffee mug but I hid it and walked over to the couch and sit next to Jazz and place my mug on the coffee table and notice that mom and grand mom are not here did they already leave?

Sam: Are mom and grandma not here?

Mr. Manson: Yes, they leave early in the morning, and in the morning Grandma sends her love.

Sam: Hmm (sigh I looked at Jazz then looked at the ghost glossary book that is sitting on her lap)

Sam: He is is super annoying

Jazz: (laughing) Yeah we were talking and making a list of the most annoying ghosts.

No one’s point of view

They continue the conversation to find out who is the most annoying and add information about the different ghosts to the book, in one section is the law of the ghost zone next chapter is Walker’s rules so they don’t get in trouble and get information on the law’s and the rule’s it’s kind of hard, getting the book organized is a job but well worth it. When the doorbell rings it scares them from the book.

Sam: I will get it

Mr. Manson: I will be in the kitchen

Jazz: I will come with you, Sam

As they went their different way Sam and Jazz made their way to the front door and walked about the box ghost and how he came out of nowhere and tried to figure out how he did it, and as they opened the front door standing was the Foley family.

Tucker: Good morning Jazz, hey Sam have you already had coffee yet? ( he knows not to make any jokes, and more until Sam has some coffee in her system)

Sam: Hey Tucker, yes I have and I am about to get a second one

Jazz: …. are you some sort of coffee ghost? Does that make a coffee disperse within seconds? I do not remember seeing you drinking it at all.

Sam: did you make a ghost joke?

Tucker: (laughing)

Mr. Foley simply smiled and said: is Mr. Manson here?

Sam: Yes sir, he is in the kitchen we can put your bags in the room you staying in while you and Mrs. Foley go and talk to my dad.

Mr. and Mrs. Foley: Thank you

Mrs. Foley: that will help see you children in the living room here in a bit.

Tucker, Sam, and Jazz went and dropped off the bags in the right rooms and then went to the living and to do their own thing while they waited for the adults to come in and talk about what happened and what to do next and that including might have to involve Mr. lancer, as they were waiting the adults came walking in with coffees in hands and then they all sit down, with that being said when everyone was sitting in the living room quiet not saying a world after a few minutes that is when Jazz spoke and explore what was going on in the fentom house and both the good and the bed even the wores.

Sam: I … Have to agree with you Jazz less suspense is needed now more than ever if that can happen.

Mrs. Foley: I also agree and having someone who works in the education department will help your children out if the ghosts come and attack during school hours.

Mr.Manson: not to mention he can better plan a better education plan for your children and can bring your grades up so you can chase after your dreams.

Mr. Foley: I understand the reason, however, why not simply talk to your parents Jasmin

everyone went dead quiet then Jazz said her father's favorite words

Jazz: “I” tear you apart molecule by molecule ( with a big smile trying to copy her father then letting out a heavy sigh)

Mr. Foley: Please tell me he did not do that in front of Danny at least?

Sam, Tucker, and Jazz: More often than not. they ( they said at the same time)

Mr. Manson: all right ( with a sigh ) I will go call Mr. Lancer, right now and Tucker what are you doing?

everyone looked at Tucker to see what he was doing, because he was quiet for most of the time and he looked like he was making something.

Tucker still not looking up started to say.

Tucker: I am trying to create a new type of phone with the ability to work in the ghost zone and not be affected by techniques, while we are here we can still call Danny if he is in the ghost zone, along with other ghost hunting function that can help Danny too and make sure that it is not picking him up every second.

After he finished talking everyone said: THAT IS AMAZING?!?!?! (mainly the adults)

Mr. Foley: That explains the phones ( he said to Mrs. Foley and she nodded)

Mrs. Foley: Not only that Jazz here has been studying medicine for both body and mined

Mr. Manson: Sam has been studying different food diets so everyone can get all the foods that they need. (Sam was trying not to blush at her father’s words she did not think he would know about that)

Then everyone turned to Mrs. Foley and Jazz because that was a surprise and confusing that is when Jazz gave the answers

Jazz: I asked Mrs. Foley to help me because medicines are what I am best at, Sam is best with planning what to do and looking out, not meaning making sure we get food or we will forget, and Tucker is best at tec and he is getting good at making stuff too.

Tucker: yup, oh and I hacked into Fentom's work to get the blueprints of their invitations, also Jazz did you know your house has cameras?

Jazz: (shocked) No we do not own Carma

Tucker: Then someone put them in there without saying a word because your house does and it’s only the live feed from my understanding and no recording

Jazz: Vald must have put them there

Sam: Make senes I would not put it past him he is a crazy fruitlop

Tucker: and on that note any word on Danny?

the girls simply said no at this time Mr. Manson went to the kictchen to make the first call

Ring Ring Ring Click.

Mr. Lancer: Hello?

Mr. Manson: Hello Mr. Lancer this is Mr. manson Samthe’s father.

Mr. Lancer: Ahh yes what can I do for you sir?

Mr. Manson: I fully aware of my child change in class and I was hoping you have time to come over to talk about it?

Mr. Lancer: hmm (this will give me some anwers about the three behovire if he know about the other two as well and it will be a big help for me) Alright that soons good I will be there aound 12:30 will that work for you?

Mr. Manson: yes that would work thank you for your time and hang up the phone

Mr. Manson and Mr. Lances have been friends for a long time so it was no supries to be inveted over for coffee and to talk about books

Mr. Manson looked at the wall clock that read 9:30am before he made his second call

Mr. Manson (sigh) I am not going to like this converists at all

After he was done in the kitchen he went back into the living room and holding a deck of cards any one up for UNO he had explanied that mr. lancer will be here at 12:30 and everyone agree to the game, tucker decied not play and wanted to contied working on is invetion.

Mr. Lancer’s point of veiw

After getting a call from Mr.Manson this morning he been wounding what is going on with his three students he know the three of them are really smart and a few weeks after the school year started their grades droped so after a while and it is time to head over to manson house and when he go there and enter the house. Tucker was the first notice him.

Tucker: Hi Mr. Lancer, welcome to the crazy group (not looking up from what he is doing)

after Mr. Manson and I sit down on the couch Sam, Jazz and Tucker told me everything it was such a shock I had a hard time not to spit out my coffee and becuse what they told some home made sense and it was hard to belive but it was the truth.

Mr. Lancer: That explain danny’s banned for glass used and late for class and more (heavy sigh my eye’s fell on a book that was open and had a picture of the box ghost next to the UNO cards) and he is a headace ( deadpining)

everyone: we all agree with that one

No point of veiw

Mr. Lancer: so were is Danny?

Jazz: in the Ghost zone he wanted explore and learn more about it before all of go with him to explore

Mr. Lancer: hmm alright he is safe there so to speak that is good and to anwser the unanwer question yes, I would glady help you childern out be silent about it, you children need all the help you can look (he looked at Mr. Manson when he said that last part)

Tucker: That’s awsome! now we don’t have to worry about missing anything! also I notice you have not used any book titles in your sentences

Mr lancer: I may help out with the drama club and be dramic to help lighten everyone sprite from time to time however I do know how to be serious, and what are you doing tucker?

tucker explain what he was doing and he was happy about it he was close to comleting one of them then the phone he was working on beep

Tucker: huh that is weird that can’t be right

Sam: what going on tucker? ( with a worry look)

Tucker: It’s said that a ghost is near

everyone one is quite and hoping it is not the box ghost and that is Danny that is near however it was in fact one of walker’s goons

???: exuse me I hope I did not scared you I am looking for Jazz

Jazz: That’s me is my brother ok?

???: Hello, I am officer Nightmare and that is why I am here and talk about don’t worry he is okey

everyone relax at that knowing that danny is okey but jazz was still worry about her brother and why is there a walker goon here.

Jazz: So are you sure that my brother is okey Officer Nightmare? I mean he has been missing sence yestarday.

Nightmare: so a day has past since the halfing enter the ghost zone huh?

Mr. Lancer: Um qestion what is a halfing?

Then Nightmare started explaining his side of the story how he met Danny and what is a halfing

[henshinkira]

I've noticed some queer people getting these colors in their hair, ya know the jazz cup design. Maybe this is just a sign they are from the 90's...

[deanmarywinchester]

like okay. Sam: points in favor: just the luxurious hair. that’s the only point in favor and I never had any money on sam because points against: he is an autistic outdoorsy guy who lives in colorado, which is a variety of straight guy who has luxurious hair. also he wears the exact sunglasses that my jock little brother is obsessed with. you tell me Sam is straight and I’m not worried that everyone is straight here yet.

Ben: points in favor: well just look at him. bisexualest outfits to ever exist. he dresses like the 90’s “jazz” paper cups. in the Switzerland season he looked like Signore e Signora Gucci E Bugs. points against: he is a short guy who grew up in new york with arts industry parents. I’ve met this man (generally speaking). this is also a variety of gayvibed straight man. still not worried that everyone is straight here but I will admit I had more hypothetical money on ben.

Adam: points in favor: well. points against: I have met straight men afflicted with the Gay Accent and I’m not sure where they got it from but they do exist and they generally tend to be cool. however! if ADAM is straight, then im worried.

my girlfriend and I have been trying to deduce who on Jet Lag is gay, because the vibes are such that it seems that someone has to be, but with each passing context clue and references to someone’s girlfriend we become more and more horrified at the increasing probability that we’ve become obsessed with straight male youtubers

[nineties-effect]

[warakami-vaporwave]

Spring Videowaves

[misterparadigm]

Hyper-90's Mallory Bash! Isaac's got himself a new Don Bluth haircut, Mal's got the pumped up sneakers and lucky red cap, and Saki's rockin' the overalls and socks with flip-flops. And, of course, we all recognize that pattern in the background from picnics, family reunions, and the doc's office.

[vielmouse]

Thanks for the tag @anna-pineappel !

Fav color: bluegreen and purple, too 👀 ... those 90's Jazz cup colors oh yeah!

Last song: Rollercoaster - The Gathering (got a 90's theme goin on here)

Currently reading: uhhh fanfic :D of 90s and 60s shows, yeehaw!

Currently watching: other than Hogan's Heroes and The Sentinel, I left off on One West Waikiki somewhere and can't wait to get back to it!🏝

Currently craving: full asf right now, but it's usually chocolate, or coffee ice cream. Or forbidden stuff that looks like candy 🥺

Coffee or tea: coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee until my eyelids start twitching, then it's time to skip a day and have herbal tea

I'm still new here and my numbers are smol, so any follower who sees this and has not already, please reblog w answers if you want! I would love to see!!!

I was tagged by @hoppkorv Hey thank you for tagging me!! 😊

Rules: answer + tag 9 people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with .

favorite color: Green!

last song: Wanted For Love by Jerry Jeff Walker

currently reading: Song of Susannah by Stephen King (almost done with the Dark Tower series!)

currently watching: I haven't really been watching a lot of shows lately mostly just stuff on youtube and random episodes of Seinfeld. The last full series I watched was The Sopranos and I'm literally already thinking about a rewatch.

currently craving: A deeper connection with the people and world around me. Or something idk.

coffee or tea: I enjoy tea but I'm obsessed with coffee.

Tagging @carmichaelthepolarbear @brian-mays-hair @warrenzevon @someguywriting @tantamount-treason @ninetimesbluedemo @bluehairandproverbs @fr0ggi3b0i (if you'd like to do this!)

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power lines

[saintfijiwater]

ジャズ

[yaspup9000]

@redraging @askthekatamaricousins 

I just wanted to Draw Licorice feeling a mix of uneasiness and sadness for some reason whlie drink cherry cola/Pink lemonade out of a Solo Jazz Cup. Don't Ask why Im just Bored okay!