A frequent lament of mine in the last few years is that I miss being the weird one. That usually comes up when I'm talking or writing about just how looney tunes the leftists have made American politics, but it could apply to almost any situation. Lately I've begun to realize that it's not all the left's fault. Weird, I know. I've gotten too attached to the perspective that getting a bit older has given me and have settled into a "Pontificating Elder of the Village" role that I would have abhorred a few years ago.
It's time to find goofy Kruiser again.
Early in my comedy career, I was all guts and energy on stage. I didn't have any real material, just an attitude that was entertaining. After several years, I learned to write real bits for my act, and grew rather pleased with myself for my ability to do so. The material was good, and part of the necessary growth process in stand-up.
A couple of years into my "grown-up" comedian stage, I began to miss the free form controlled lunacy of the early days of my career. I told myself to lighten the heck up (in more adult language, of course) and soon started doing some seriously out there stuff in the middle of my sets. It was a real blast to not be taking comedy so seriously again.
I was able to find some balance between the experienced comedic craftsman and the, um, energetic 1980s comic who used to make people wish that they were carrying tranquilizer darts.
Elder Statesman SFK needs to get some of that balance back again. As I wrote in a column on Monday, "People could certainly use an entertaining respite or two from all of the world's insane nonsense."
This column would be a good place to start. The original intent for this was to just throw one or two of the day's unexpected thoughts into a VIP post for a palate cleanser that's quick to read. Very stream-of-consciousness. What's happened is that my Elder of the Village brain makes me overthink it, and I end up with something too wordy or nothing at all.
Overthinking is icky, and several studies have found that it leads to constipation — both physical and mental. I'm going find some of that 1980s comedian inside of me, and we're going to fight constipation together. Think of me as your comedic Metamucil.
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