I make people laugh, not professionally (unless you count trying to create a fun workplace), but more on a personal level. Having actual jokes isn't my strong point, though I do have a few that I can't seem to recall at the correct times (now being one of those).
Fundamentally funny people don't really tell the traditional type joke. It's more of a play towards the audience or an inside joke from the "comedian" that they share with the rest of us (Thank you, Bob Saget). I try to be more improvisational and cultural knowledge based, with a touch (or dump truck load) of vulgarity and shock value. Misdirection and puns, mostly. Can I be funny when I plan it? The answer is a frightful "no". There are times that I find something hilarious and share with others but most of it is off the cuff.
Why am I telling you this? (if there is someone reading, which I highly doubt.)
The short answer is midgets. The more accurate one is that I need to write something and this was on my mind. I want to write and it is my dream to do so. The only issue is the lack of motivation that I possess and I am afraid that Top Gear UK is going to start any moment and my attention will be glued to the things that will never be done if motivation isn't forced.
Why is it that my mind runs amok with countless things at inopportune times, yet now the slate is clean and my own personal zen state is reached. I guess that forced motivation is a way to forget the problems that I create in my own mind. The need for an outlet is outweighed by starting and having nothing to expel.
Fundamentally funny people don't really tell the traditional type joke. It's more of a play towards the audience or an inside joke from the "comedian" that they share with the rest of us (Thank you, Bob Saget). I try to be more improvisational and cultural knowledge based, with a touch (or dump truck load) of vulgarity and shock value. Misdirection and puns, mostly. Can I be funny when I plan it? The answer is a frightful "no". There are times that I find something hilarious and share with others but most of it is off the cuff.
Why am I telling you this? (if there is someone reading, which I highly doubt.)
The short answer is midgets. The more accurate one is that I need to write something and this was on my mind. I want to write and it is my dream to do so. The only issue is the lack of motivation that I possess and I am afraid that Top Gear UK is going to start any moment and my attention will be glued to the things that will never be done if motivation isn't forced.
Why is it that my mind runs amok with countless things at inopportune times, yet now the slate is clean and my own personal zen state is reached. I guess that forced motivation is a way to forget the problems that I create in my own mind. The need for an outlet is outweighed by starting and having nothing to expel.
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