I was wondering this week just when it was in my life that I decided that I need for everything to make me laugh. TV, radio, books, all the usual stuff. But also food, work, public transportation…you name it.
I feel positively demanding about my needs at times, perhaps inappropriately so.
It doesn’t even matter if it’s a serious moment. I need the laugh. I crave it.
I’ve been lucky enough to have the prism of Bubbles in the Think Tank to channel this need…and to allow it to make excuses for my sometimes bad behavior. Perhaps the show has even encouraged it. As though a show could encourage anything.
Where were you when you noticed this unhealthy obsession of mine? (This one, not the others.) Tell me about it. I must know.