Ramblings of a Goofball

I'm a shy, introverted character whose only social outlet seems to be comedy. I know and care very little about sports. The Reds are making a pretty strong pennant run. That's all I've got on that topic, so please don't throw names and stats at me and expect more than a head nod. Political viewpoints? Mine are limited to what I hear from others and my gut reaction to issues and people shown in the media. I can hold my own with music discussions for a while, but my diverse tastes leave huge gaps when sticking to one genre. So when I felt the need to blog, the clear choice was to stick with humor. It's all I feel I have to offer.

Humor has always been a constant in my life. Even in my darkest, saddest moments, I am able to squeeze out a smile at the thought of Chris Farley crashing through a coffee table or the timing and delivery of people like H. Jon Benjamin or Zach Galifianakis. In fact, I've probably got enough images in my head to keep a smile on my face 24 hours a day. But does that make me a happy person? How long can I hide behind humor, whether it is to occupy my mind or as a front that I put up in public?

Telling a joke or sharing a humorous story gives you instant feedback, whether it's good or bad. It's about living in the moment. As an engineer, I work day after day to create an end product that (usually) serves a useful function for a community. When that new shopping center goes up, nobody has a huge smile on their face and a hearty belly laugh. Sure, they might be slightly excited about the new coffee shop in their neighborhood or the fact that their favorite organic grocery store now has ample handicapped accessible spaces. But was this small amount of joy worth the months of design, revisions, struggles with reviewing agencies, and late nights in front of a computer? I doubt it.

So I'll continue to add to this blog whenever I'm struck with the mood to be silly. It's my release. My chance to be "normal". Is it always funny? No, at least not to every person. Mostly it's for me. I am truly the one reader. Brick by brick I will build this comedy wall. Only a handful of people know what goes on behind this wall...and I'm going to keep it that way.

And in keeping with the ha-ha's, here is a picture of a guy giving directions to a coat rack trying to get to the BMV: