Saturday, April 2, 2016

Laughing till I die

Let me begin by being honest.

I am freaking funny!

I crack myself up!

It's such a shame other people don't know ... or can't appreciate it as much as I do.

Mitch Wesley comes pretty close.

Bill Berry, not the former drummer for REM but the other one, used to share it with me and be just as funny but ... I don't know what happened ... he grew up or something .... has grandkids.

Now my son Jeremy still gets it. Put us together and we're funny as Hell mostly cracking each other up! It's a great and magical gift when father and son can constantly make each other laugh.

The girls don't get it at all.

After saying something wickedly and brilliantly humorous in a deadpanned delivery, Maddie ... the genius yet utterly clueless 14 year old who knows absolutely everything ... looks up from her cell phone and says ... "Wha???"

Sarah mostly shakes her head and, if I'm lucky, walks away ... if not, I get a lengthy explanation of why "That's just wrong!"

My Mother scolds me ... "Why did you write that?" Don't do that again! And stop cussing! You're better than that!"

Let me tell you something.

It's hard to be funny these days.

It's no longer appreciated, honored or revered in America!

Well unless you're elected to Public office ... then you're funny as Hell but have no idea how funny you are ... because you're taking it too f$CK!NG serious ... and the thing is everybody's laughing at you and not with you.

These days you can be sued for pulling off a really good practical joke!

It's just wrong and I'm not going down without making a joke about.

I work for Compassionate Care Hospice!

Doesn't that just kill you?

It kills me.

Anyway ... I gotta go.

Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes.

That's me right now.