It’s early March in North Central Texas. Soon it will be time to plant veggies and begin dreaming about the fresh, home-grown produce to come. As a public service, I’d like to inform would-be vegetable gardeners about the pure evil that is the Squash Vine Borer (SVB). It’s my desire to spare others the anguish of seeing their plants harmed by these minions of Satan.
I felt my previous post on comedy went long, so I am writing a “Part 2” to delve more into stand-up.
I love stand-up comedy. Absolutely LOVE IT! I’ve been a fan since the age of nine. I appreciate the art form. I respect those who do it. I admire, and am blow away by, those who do it really well. It’s entertainment at the most bare bones level. One person, with a mic, on a stage, in front of an audience, making them laugh. That’s it.
If I strip it down to bare bones and avoid the whole nature vs. nurture, parents and childhood thing, there are two great influences on my life: comedy – specifically stand up comedy – and science fiction. Certainly other forces and factors impacted who I am and helped shape my worldview, but the bedrock, the things that have given me succor when I was most lost or most in need of a new perspective are comedy and science fiction.
Each has a pinpoint specific moment of origin, a demarcation that definitively separates the before from the after.