My Legacy

Many of my loyal readers (1) have asked me to update my blog.  My response: I have nothing funny to talk about.  Well, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it has never stopped me before!

I'm a klutz.  Not the kind that is accident prone or tends to break everything around him, but one who has a slight tendency to become a bit unbalanced at times.  Mentally and physically.  More than a few times I've been likened to Chris Farley in my mannerisms.  I genuinely take that as a compliment, as I found the man very comical.  I would like to point out that my activities in the cocaine and hooker departments are FAR less than those of my deceased idol.

My hefty upper body always provides that uncertainty when stepping across rocks or balancing along a board.  Combine that with the nervousness of me being shy and feeling as though my every move is being monitored, and it's a recipe for hilarity...at least in others' eyes.  And really, when I can make others laugh, it makes me happy.

I often ask myself where I can take this.  The witty comments.  The physical comedy.  The often obscure and random writings.  Do I try my hand at standup?  Do I write a screenplay?  Do I stand on a corner downtown and punch myself in the balls for money?

No, I think I just continue to do what I do:  Entertain my friends and family.  I sometimes wonder what my purpose in life is.  What will I be remembered for after I've fallen to my death from the roof after a swarm of wasps attack me while I've got a bucket of hot grease in one hand and a running chainsaw in the other?

"He was a good man.  Handy around the house.  Ambitious and creative when it came to projects. And always made us laugh."  That's all I ask for :-)