"Would you like some Merlot? I make it in the toilet."
That's a line from a movie opening this weekend about prison. And I find it awfully funny. I'm not sure how a 40 something woman came to have a 16 year old boy's sense of humor. Is there a beleaguered, bullied high school Sophomore somewhere in Duluth or Chatanooga crying himself to sleep at night because his friends don't think The View is must-see TV? I think I have a range of funny - I'm dying to see Borat (when will it be out on DVD? See Babysitter troubles in previous post) but I also adore "Keeping Up Appearances" on BBCTV. Monty Python? The best. American Pie movies? Eat 'em up. 40 year old Virgin? Adored it. This morning Grover on Sesame Street had me roaring.
But I can't watch a network sitcom for more than 35 seconds without flipping. Flipping? Loved Larry Sanders. Hell, I thought Pulp Fiction was a comedy and I was 8 months pregnant when I saw it. Did my fellow theatre go'ers send out silent prayers for the unborn child whose mother thought Bruce Willis in a ball gag was the funniest thing ever?
My MS is funny. Kim funny. Not nice funny. Sharp funny. I wonder what that will mean as I continue the get published journey?