Laughter

For as long as I can remember I have always loved to make people laugh. My Mom's side of the family saw to that. They live to have fun and make people laugh. But I'm not completely like that. I can't just make anyone laugh. It's slightly discriminatory. I'm way too shy to attempt to be funny around strangers. I just end up sounding awkward. Realizing this handicap, I made it a goal sometime back in elementary school to make people I knew laugh really hard at least once. I don't know why but that has been a goal I have carried with me for years.

I think everyone likes to feel like they are funny. I get a natural high bringing a smile to people's faces. If I was somewhat original, I think I would attempt to be a comedian. I could picture it all now. I would do stand-up across the country, party hard, have floozies following me like a cult, then die at the age of 38 of some sort of drug overdose. That's the way all good comedians go. I think it's a universal law that anyone too funny can't live that long (With only a few notable exceptions ie, Carlin, Pryor, Candy) I'm not sure if I would be that good of a comedian that I would die before I was 40, but damn it I would try.

It's been one of my goals lately to be less awkward, and not try too hard to be funny. (not that I try hard anyway, I hate people like that.) Perhaps switch to a type of funny that sacrifices my dignity and well-being. Maybe I'll let people smack me around for fun. Perhaps even place rakes in strategic places that I step on when people are around that will knock my crotch back to the middle ages. Everyone loves a good crotch shot.

Yes, yes. Life is finally coming together again.