finding the funny in the frustrating.

I used to want my own TV show. Then I got old. Now I do not have the energy for it. Last night, I went to the grocery store wearing slipper socks, inside my slippers. I will not apologize for that.

*If you're reading this and you're a TV Producer, that's a total lie and I will happily shower on a more regular basis to have my own show.

 

I'm from the Midwest. I am as middle class, mediocre, embodiment of medial as it gets. Fame could be fun, but mostly I am simply seeking validation for the astounding situations I am sucked into on a daily basis.  
Maybe it's because I am so content in the middle, that while everyone else is looking ahead...
I'm sitting in sweatpants just looking around. You go getters are a bunch of loonies.

My goal with this blog is not to enlighten, but to entertain.
Finding the funny in frustration is about as deep as I am capable of getting.
If you can't cope with comedy, then you just need to go take a nap.