The oddites of things

The Melbourne comedy festival has been a wild wonderful trip this year. I have had many fun fine shows. Full of faces that smile. Some faces do not smile and that is also okay. I know I am not a very outwardly vocal person when I am enjoying a show. I do not laugh or cry or yelp very much when the going is good. It is a very internal thing for me. Oh the outside I may be a very quite sober looking fellow. However on the inside, in the landscape of my mind I am having an amazing party of glory and wild outrageous activity. I am flying on marshmallow whales and scream at statues made of sex. Its like I am djing to the universe with the phattest beats ever invented. Its wild times. This is not shown though. This is never hinted at. The most I might do is lift my eyebrow and wink or smile a little bit in the wrong direction. This is how I work. For some reason the fireworks are not evident.

Great events of massive proportions happen like this all the time in nature and the universe at large. Huge energy transfer and what not. It is only common for Hollywood to show such zing and zam.


All of this is fine. It actually helps me when I have someone who is not overly expressive in my show. It is easy to imagine such grand events happening inside their minds. Such as collisions of stars and what not.

Of course there is the small chance of them simply not getting my unique blend of nerd core absurdest humour with a profound twist but the chances of that are as slim as a supernova going off in someones face.

Bam bam bam! Its jam time.