I try to be funny from time to time. It doesn’t always work (hence, why my mom says that). Some people laugh, but I’m always afraid it’s pity laughter.
Here’s my latest, skipping the usual moaning about Valentine’s Day and focusing on what comes next — marriage.
When I wasn’t dreaming of becoming a diplomat (like they were on “Star Trek”), one of childhood fantasies was to save “Saturday Night Live.” Given how bad some of the episodes were back in the day, I figured I help out and save the show.
Although SNL emerged from that slump and has mired itself in a new one, I’ve moved on from that dream and turned to news writing.
My new position as an online editor gives a chance to stretch my legs a bit. One direction is a twice-monthly “pop culture” column where I have fun looking at our society from different angles.
Instead of focusing on Britney Spears’ latest f-up, my column strives to be longer lasting than tabloid tissue.
So please feel free to poke around and let me know what you think. Do _you_ think I’m as funny as I think I am?