OK so I started a blog. Now almost a year later I've settled in and I write on a pretty regular basis. I still don't know why but I do it. I'm not sure why anyone would find anything I have to say that's not in one of my books interesting but quite a few people do. Actually one girl even said that I damn near made her wet her bed because she laughed so hard, she put it in a much more colorful way. I'm glad I made her laugh but not to sure the wetting her bed part was what I was going for.
I must admit that I do enjoy it at times more than others. When I am just poking fun at myself it helps me to put things into perspective and clears my head. Believe me clearing my head is necessary. I also like the idea that in doing that I manage to make a person laugh. Hey if I'm poking fun at me why shouldn't someone else be able to enjoy it as well.
People as whole take things way to seriously and spent most of their time trying to be something they think will help them succeed or gain something. Me I'm just little ole me and I like it that way.
Personally I've never considered myself to be a particularly funny person although I have found people laughing at me when I least expect it. A prime example was too many years ago for me to admit to, was at the wedding of one of my brothers. I got body slammed by a little twit of a girl who was bound and determined she was going to catch the wedding bouquet. When I say little I'm talking a twelve year old. Between her hitting me at 100 x 12 years old and me having on a long gown, yes I was in the wedding, and stepping on the hem of said gown my feet flew out from under me sending me into a complete horizontal airborne position which promptly succumbed to gravity sending me plummeting to the hard floor of the church and flat of my back at the reception. The reception went totally quiet. I had one of two choices. I could either slink away in embarrassment or I could own the situation and start laughing. Do I have to tell you I didn't slink away. Instead I started laughing which caused the photographer to rush in and take pictures of me in the floor still flat of my back and everyone busting out laughing along with me. To this day my aerobatics are still talked about when you mention that wedding.
This of course is only one of many times that I managed to do something to bring attention to myself unintentionally but for the first 25 years of my life I wasn't the most graceful of human beings. I did finally outgrown it for the most part however and for that I'm grateful. So you see I've never been one who tried to be funny I just somehow always managed to be the one that got the laughs for some reason I had never planned on.
So here I am now writing a blog that makes at least a few people laugh and it's intentional, or at least sometimes it is. So as I continue forward with this noteworthy, monumental, and altruistic endeavor I can only hope you find some humor in it and it lightens your spirits. If you bought that last line of crap then please set up an appointment with the psychologist sitting at the door and get your head checked. Let's face it I'm doing this because I'm a nutcase. Why do you think there is a psychologist sitting at the door?
She was definitely a few pieces shy of a complete Erector Set.
"Nice equipment." said Alison.
"Don't I know it."
Would someone please make him stop excreting humanly body fluids?