May 5, 2007
I want to talk about Humor. Is there anything more real or enjoyable than when humor grabs you by the short hairs; mouth to mouthing you beyond your ability to hold on to the constructs of serious life? Where the release gifted by humors penetrating will impregnates your story with meaninglessness. Where, for just an instant, you, while nearly loosing control of your bladder, loose all sense of propriety and let the laugh have its way with you. How you look or act, can’t hang on the radar of mind during a big belly laugh. You hopelessly, helplessly surrender. Happily.