A Fool And His Money Are Quickly

I'm Drawn To The Path Of Least Resistance.

I'm Pretty Critical Of Myself As Far As Reaching Some Sort Of Perfect Bull's-eye Or Target That I'm Aiming For.

I Hate It When There's A Good Movie, Someone Overhypes It And I'm Disappointed That I Don't Like It More.

I Love Seeing Somebody Act Real Earnest And Serious, Like Jackie Gleason. He Makes Me Laugh Because He Reflects Back To Me My Own Serious-mindedness And How Ridiculous It All Is. It's Always Easier To See Somebody Else In That Position Than Yourself, And You Laugh. It's Like The Classic Slipping On The Banana Peel, Or Someone Getting Hit By A Pie In The Face. Why Do Those Things Make Us Laugh? Is It From Relief, Like: Thank God It Wasn't Me? Or Is It Something Else: I'm Being Very Serious Now. I'm Pontificating Earnestly And Solemnly About-pow! Pie In The Face! The Bust-up Of Certainty.

As A Kid, You Want To Be Liked For Who You Are. You Don't Want To Be Liked For Who Your Parents Are. You Don't Want To Get A Job Because Of Who Your Parents Are. You Want To Do It On Your Own, With Your Own Gifts And Your Own Value. So, I Decided To Spare My Kids That And Not Be As Pro-active As My Dad Was.