Thursday, April 2, 2009

The right to be ridiculous is something I hold dear.


U2 said it first.
It was revelatory and I totally buy into it.
Here is some evidence:


This is me and some ladies that decided to reject me. They are laughing about how entirely weak my game was as well as the disturbing patchiness of my facial hair. Another reason for them to laugh is that I was allowing myself to be photographed only in shades of black, white, and
blue. OK, fine, maybe they didn't know that that part was happening but they would have laughed at me anyway.




And now for something slightly different. Lincoln impersonating a young child - this happens frighteningly more frequently than you would expect - who had just that day done his darndest to pull our store's dividers down on it's head.
Clearly, the child was not having a good day, but fortunately Lincoln was there to dive between the child and its impending doom as the big metal pole started to topple.




Uh. Oh.

And this here is one of my most glorious pictures.
Yes, I am in Jerusalem.
Yes, I am playing with a velcro catching mitt.
Why, yes, I did buy it in the market in the Old City.
What's that? Why am I standing that way?
No, I don't have an answer for that.
Just an unfortunate moment for a picture.

Being ridiculous, silly, and absurd is something that is completely essential in my life but from time to time I lose sight of it. I get serious for extended periods of time and somewhere in the I stop dreaming. Alright, that sounds extreme and cliche but I'm speaking in two senses. 1) I stop coming up with grand schemes. I get practical and the minute I become practical I stop getting things done. 2) My sleep is completely empty. I actually stop having dreams. So I was totally pumped the other night when I had a dream, because it had been a quarter year dreamless slump and that is not good for me.

So, the line in the title of this here blog is in U2's song I'll go Crazy If I Don't Go Crazy Tonight and in the song it goes like this:

Is it true that perfect love casts out all fear?
The right to be ridiculous is something I hold dear.

It's kind of like Yoda's 'fear leads to anger...' proposition but in the opposite direction. Love destroys fear; the lack of fear allows one to be ridiculous. This makes me glad to have people around me who enjoy silliness; people who would rather choose to laugh at something childish than to call it immature.

I'm doing silly things, but I believe in them. This includes writing a script that is completely absurd, but even in this script with its absurdities and quirks there are moments in which something worth doing is being created. The creative process has been really interesting for me. A friend and I have written the majority of the meat of the script and it is only since then that I have had moments of some type of real inspiration. The printed pages are covered now with additions and new lines and wonderful adjustments. For me it's been like going to Yellowstone and not knowing there are geysers. All of a sudden the real show begins. The greatest moments are the ones that I didn't see before.

Be silly today.
You may need to write some hai-
kus. Do it Here, please.

Really though. My friend
Mike Haddad made this great face-
book application.

Have fun with some words.
Write a few dirty poems
then you show your friends.