
(iTunes: Annuals - Springtime)
One of the worst parts of being in the hospital is that I haven't been able to write down or rather...even think of any jokes or clever observations for the past couple days.
I thought of one joke the entire time.
I got real nervous I was gonna forget it...
So I kept trying to remember it over and over and over.
Then a pen found its way in my room.
And a magazine with a white advertisement found its way in the room.
And that pen's ink found it's way on that advertisements blank area.
And my joke found it's home inside the cover of an old issue of Sports Illustrated.
I was published....in a very very nontraditional way.
And it probably wasn't even that good of a joke.
I was very heavily sedated at the time.
Which is possibly why I got in such a panic as to write my joke down in a magazine out of fear of forgetfulness.
Now I just need to do what I end up doing a whole lot of the time....patiently wait to use the joke at the appropriate time.
But not the traditional time....like the time there's a karaoke night....and there's awkward silence....and they always shout...."hey...does anybody have any jokes?"
I'm talking about the time when I squeeze it into everyday conversation.
Make it flow naturally.
Yea....


































