The Quiet Nobility of Trolls

This has been one hell of a year so far. And it isn’t even over. Robin Williams killed himself and Bill Cosby has been revealed to be a notorious rapist.

Typing that sentence was incredibly difficult for me as a jester-by-trade, a human being and a fan of the movie “Jack”

On top of all that, I lost my grandfather on Halloween. Forever depleting the sweetness of fun-sized candy bars and scantily clad farm animals, condiments and clergy.

Needless to say, it’s been a tough couple of months for me. But comedy is always there.

The people who, under the rough circumstances of a world that continues to go insane, have committed to making it seem even more ridiculous. I don’t know what I’d do without the quiet nobility of trolls.

… This one seems exceptionally short…

I kind of feel like I said all that I need to say at the moment: Shit’s hard, but clowns exist.

That’s really the theme of everything I write on this website.

Oh well, I’m still typing. What else is on my mind?

I’m broke these days. That’s kind of shitty, but it’s also my own fault for never really thinking ahead or taking care of myself financially. I sacrificed financial security so I could continue to smoke cigarettes, own the entire run of Nicienza’s Cable & Deadpool series and never miss a new menu item at Wendy’s.

But things are improving. I’m being escorted into adulthood with less and less resistance.

Maybe I’ll buy a suit or something… That’s what grownups do, right?

Photo by Richard W. Hess

Jameson at the Shrunken Head Comedy Open Mic on August 4th, 2014.


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