Crazy Comedians
Lo all...
Big news of the moment: She-who-must-be-obeyed is currently in an airport in Uganda, ready to board a flight back here... and after 3 months to prepare, what do I realise? STILL haven't bought the 'anniversary'/valentines present... OOPS! I don't think anyone who knows me would be at all surprised though...
Apart from that, (I hope you read that and said "VILLIAM!" in a suitably motherly tone, Prillo...) I don't really have much to say... I'm on a little high due to the aforementioned circumstances, so I'm not in a ranting mood...
I have some suggested reading if anyone is interested: "If I Die in a Combat Zone" by Tim O'Brien. It's an autobiographical account of being drafted for the Vietnam War... A good antidote to any Bush style gung-ho feelings - though I would have to admit I'm probably the prime candidate for that - which I discovered in a bookcase at home... (For those who have never been here, or never came upstairs, there are the following bookcases in the house: Half height(approx 3 foot tall): 1 in the hall, 2 in the conservatory, 3 on the landing, 1 in the sitting room; Full height (approx 6 foot): 1 per kid's bedroom(3), 1 in the hall). Taking these as an average of 3 foot wide, with about half the shelves double stacked to full meaning about an average depth of book being 1 foot, my rough estimate would be:
45 high x 3 wide x 1 deep = 135 cubic feet of books in my house... probably around a thousand... so there's plenty to randomly spot...
Having made that random divergence from anything at all relevant and/or interesting, I've remembered what I originally meant this post to be about...
Comedians: why I'm glad I can't tell a joke.
It seems as though behind most 'great' comic standups there is a severely messed up person, addicted to something - drugs, sex, fame, applause - or messed up in some other way. And it occured to me also that these "funny guys" are very good at telling jokes, and I am not. Not particularly remarkable. But the reason I am not is because I crack up at the joke before I get it out, no matter how many times I've heard it... Whereas to deliver it properly, I would need to NOT find it funny. Without trying to be conceited, I would think of myself as someone who trys to laugh at life whenever possible (rather than get angry as I used to) and thus I wondered: is this depression, addiction or whatever among the 'funny guys' due to them not being able to laugh at life: being able to be cynical, dry, witty, but never amused?
Well, that filled a gap in the page anyway, even if it was probably total sh*te...
I'll end with my 'happy' quote:
Look at the bright side: you get to spend eternity as a young looking ghost, not an old one :D
