Me. I’m here. And f.y.i. I don’t tell jokes well. I’m not a joke teller. I am actually in the special ed class for kids who can’t remember punch lines or tell important details in the right order. So guess what – this isn’t a blog full of jokes.
I do, however, love to laugh. And I seem to have a lot of people telling me I’m funny. I guess this is because I use humor as a coping mechanism. My head is a wild busy place full of a ton of gerbils on wheels watching videos of gerbils on wheels. I’m serious. There are monsters and muppets and moving sidewalks and all kinds of distractions in my head. To manage this while functioning in the regular world, I orchestrate and edit an on the fly a 24/7 personal reality show with a group of bickering fools running the commentary. This helps me deal with the fact that I feel like I’m dressed as a sea lion flopping around and trying to pick up my conductor’s wand in order to whip this head trip ship into a graceful thing of beauty that makes sense to me and others.
It’s working. Most of the time these days. I have had this whole situation unravel and it’s not pretty. One time it was especially bad. I just can’t go back to the looney bin. I won’t! I won’t! Been there. Done that. And it was such a bummer.
So. Anyway. Yes. There are some fun times to be had around here and at my expense. I don’t mind sharing because I have enough crazy to go around. Please, keep reading. I’m having a good time staying sane!