Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" It's rip-roaring around here tonight! Heir is at college, Spare and Mr. J. are in Manhattan, and I'm here at home. You know what that means -- bored god party! Bring on the lively music and the fatted parrot! Let's dance and sing the way they did in the days before yore!
Spare has gone to New York City to see a comic troupe she's been watching online for about a year. The troupe is called College Humor (sums it up), and they're giving a live show. Our family is gifted with a beautiful young auntie, still on the young side of 30, who lives and works in NYC. Spare and Auntie are off to the show, while Mr. J. enjoys his second favorite pastime, browsing the shelves of the celebrated Strand Bookstore.
Spare wants to be a comedienne. Trouble is, no one thinks she's funny. It is often thus with prophets in their own home towns, yes?
So, in honor of the Spare's night at College Humor Live, I'm posting "Jabberwocky" (below), even though the sound is funky.
If you watch this and think Spare isn't funny, let me know so I can steer her to her second choice career, taking toll money on the Pennsylvania Turnpike's Northeast Extension. Please hurry, because the dues will soon need to be paid to Future Toll-Takers of America, and we want to get the exact change lane discount.
I must hurry away. Loki is smashing the stemware.