Too Close to Call

Well, I was thrown into the lion's den (see yesterday's post) last night with a three-ringed notebook full of blog clippings and quite a bit of trepidation. I did survive, but .. just barely.

My brand of comedy is, certainly, an "acquired taste," which by definition is: one that is unpleasant on immediate experience or is likeable only after experienced repeatedly. You either "get me" or .. not.

Some got. Some .. not.

This is perfectly alright. In fact, it is the story of my life. My "off the cuff" remarks and "off the wall" sense of humor have gotten me more stares than that "weird guy" (every town has one) who walks down the street talking to himself.

Speaking of that ..

What's the deal with those bluetooth earpieces everyone has these days? I understand using them if you need to have your hands free for something else .. like typing or driving. However, just to wear one when you're out and about? Now, when you see a guy talking and there's no one around, you can't tell if he's a high-powered executive or a crazy derelict.

Back to last night.

I don't know that I bombed. I just don't think I was a big hit. What tipped me off? Many wouldn't make eye contact afterwards. Perhaps, just a coincidence .. perhaps, not.

In the old days, if you were "thrown to the lions," you didn't fare so well.

At least, I lived to tell about it.