My life is dominated by “theories” and “systems.”
Not exciting conspiracy theories about 9/11 and Lee Harvey Oswald like Jesse The Body Ventura…
Oh wait…Just Jesse Ventura now…
My theories are much less “exciting.”
For the majority of my childhood, I was the youngest, which I think spawned The Entertainer in me…and I can see this when I am in a group of people. It may have also been aided by some “troubled” events in my life during that childhood period.
“Funny” was always a diversion…
“Humor” was a way to mask pain and hide from the problems I faced.
The hand I was dealt in my late childhood forced added amounts of responsibility into my life. Some of those I accepted…and others were not dealt with appropriately.
But that is the life of a teenager.
It was then, that I ventured out on my own…leaving the world behind for about five years.
As I reach my 40s, I am blessed with he ability to look back at the events in my life and see how they have led me to this point.
Humor, which used to be a veil, has evolved into a shining light.
Accepting the responsibility of life is a reality I fortunately learned in a period of my youth and has carried over to where I am today.
There has to be a “Birth Order” study out there somewhere for comedians and comedy writers.
My theory is that the majority of them are the youngest in their family.