Considering the weight of that last post (sorry, it was poisoning me, I had to let go) I figured I needed a lighter post.
This isn't it.
Well, no, okay, maybe it is. When I was younger in high school and writing articles for the newspaper which were never published I had this dream of being my generation's Timothy Leary. Or something like that. Someone that would help shape a world for good or bad.
Then I went to college and I realized just what an idiotic idea that was. See, what I really wanted to do was be my generation's Robin Williams. I wanted to make them laugh. Really hard. Pee yourself kinds of laughing. I wanted people to to suddenly remember a line of mine three weeks later and fall down laughing.
So on PBS they have a special called "Make 'em Laugh." It's a six part exploration of comedians and the American comedic form. I highly recommend it. As you may remember, Robert, I did make the argument that studying stand up comedians is great way to learn dialog. It still is a great way. This show won't help you though. However it does do some good deconstruction and explanation.
But, see, what I really want to do is direct.
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The desire to direct and the love of all things political! For Christmas, I will buy you your own country. Mind you, it will have to be very, very small.
I promise to be a benevolent dictator. You know, as long as I get my way. :)
So are we talking Andorra small, or Sealand small?
I shall build your empire one grain of sand at a time, but with enough vassals, we could be talking significant beachfront property!
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