BluRRPy
June 23rd, 2003, 05:53 AM
Here is some valuable insight into your life:
I learned more about the world in the past 2 years than my entire life. I was still extremely active up until March of this year. That’s when I felt this feeling creeping up on me. I could understand it somewhat, but couldn’t really describe it. When the war started, the feeling had taken over a good chunk of me, and was starting to dominate. When reading news coverage I would catch myself laughing out loud. It wasn’t certain types of news coverage, since I did read everything from CNN to The Guardian, covering anything world news worthy. The only times I found myself feeling sincerely about anything news related was when I would hear from my family in Iraq.
Then one day, I was reading The Guardian (I don’t even remember what the article was about, could’ve been about SARS?) and bam: I started laughing again, but this time I realized why I was laughing.
I realized I was trapped inside some lame 80's comedy; kind of like Three's Company with that scary Jack Ritter guy. Everything around me seemed really stupid, but I couldn’t help laugh at it (and genuinely find it funny). More importantly I felt like I was playing a role in it. That’s all I was doing. Everything I said, everything I felt: all a role.
So that’s basically how I’ve felt since then. My life is funny. I am Jack’s slapstick grunts translated into sentences for soundboard-generated studio laughter. You’re all in the show too. Veek you can be that scary brunette that says “OH JACKKKK!!” No Cain, you’re not the blond roommate, you’re Mr. Ripley. Sorry :(
It’s really not that bad though, since we’re all so used to it anyway. So cheer up fellow forum readers!
Funny picture to end this useless post (http://thepostcard.com/*SCAN/0694.jpg)
Yours truly,
Big Al
I learned more about the world in the past 2 years than my entire life. I was still extremely active up until March of this year. That’s when I felt this feeling creeping up on me. I could understand it somewhat, but couldn’t really describe it. When the war started, the feeling had taken over a good chunk of me, and was starting to dominate. When reading news coverage I would catch myself laughing out loud. It wasn’t certain types of news coverage, since I did read everything from CNN to The Guardian, covering anything world news worthy. The only times I found myself feeling sincerely about anything news related was when I would hear from my family in Iraq.
Then one day, I was reading The Guardian (I don’t even remember what the article was about, could’ve been about SARS?) and bam: I started laughing again, but this time I realized why I was laughing.
I realized I was trapped inside some lame 80's comedy; kind of like Three's Company with that scary Jack Ritter guy. Everything around me seemed really stupid, but I couldn’t help laugh at it (and genuinely find it funny). More importantly I felt like I was playing a role in it. That’s all I was doing. Everything I said, everything I felt: all a role.
So that’s basically how I’ve felt since then. My life is funny. I am Jack’s slapstick grunts translated into sentences for soundboard-generated studio laughter. You’re all in the show too. Veek you can be that scary brunette that says “OH JACKKKK!!” No Cain, you’re not the blond roommate, you’re Mr. Ripley. Sorry :(
It’s really not that bad though, since we’re all so used to it anyway. So cheer up fellow forum readers!
Funny picture to end this useless post (http://thepostcard.com/*SCAN/0694.jpg)
Yours truly,
Big Al