Which floor are you on, Aunty?
A paradoxical obserservation
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Both feet safely on the ground.
Thanks for the flounce everyone - we feckin' accountants like a good flounce.
He should be.
Getting back to original topic I'm currently feeling the serious side of humour. I've started doing stand-up and I've had many a sleepless night lying awake analysing my material to the nth degree trying to decide if it's funny or not. I think the problem is that I've been writing the material for about a year and so I've read it that many times the surprise of the punchline isnt there anymore and I get paranoid about it.
I have to say posting on here isn't helping me. I've only been on here a few weeks but I've already learned not to get upset when something I thought was genuinely funny gets zero response. it doesn't stop me having a secret sulk though...
Well it's our thing, so we have strong opinions. I like listening to music, but I don't play any instrument...I don't think my tastes are that refined, so I don't get into arguments about which band is better...your favourite band could well be better than mine...same for food, football, politics, art...I am a "consumer" with an appreciation of what I like, and an awareness that I may be out of step with mainstream thinking on these things...so I tend to keep my opinions to myself because I'm not 100% convinced that I could really defend them against someone who cared.
But comedy? For some reason I think I know what is good, and that there is some absolute hierarchy of wit, of which I am a qualified arbiter. Humour's obviously a matter of taste, but somehow I find myself telling people (usually just in my head) "No. NoNoNoNo...You are wrong. Very wrong...That is not funny. It is drivel. I am right about this."
You like different music/food/art? Fine. You like "inferior" comedy? I don't want to know you. Don't come near me.
I hope that my own partial awareness of this issue I have is the beginning of a path to recovery.
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