A Funny Thing . . .

Sue was my friend and coworker before she became my boss, and I'm grateful that she's found a way to stay my friend since moving up the ladder. She was one of the lucky masses who received a heads up about the launch of It Was a Cold and Stormy Night, and I could see from those magic Follower icons that she was one of the first to check it out.

For the next week there was silence.

When I finally got around to asking what she thought of the blog, she confessed she found it hard to read. Sue reads the articles I write as a freelancer for the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, and she has always enjoyed my work. As she tried to put her finger on why the blog didn't grab her, one comment struck me:

"I'm not used to you being funny," she said.

Believe me, I get this all the time, and for this I blame Katz. It's what happens when you marry the funniest person you've ever known. I know it sounds like hyperbole, but Katz is a savant when it comes to funny; it oozes from his body as naturally as sweat! Verbally, he's a gunslinger--quick and deadly accurate. Add in his non-verbals and he is the complete package.

I've written plays for many years, a couple dozen darn funny plays for the most part, and it is not uncommon for people who know us to reference some laugh-inducing dialogue and say, "Katz wrote that part, didn't he?"

So, let me set the record straight: Katz's humour is innate and interactive. If you are in hearing distance, he will make you laugh, usually at your expense. However, he couldn't write a joke if you paid him. (Love you, sweetie!)

I think there were other reasons Sue didn't take to my blog, and I do understand. While I'm hoping for a loyal following, this isn't for everyone. But, for those of you who choose to read my postings and find something to laugh about as you read along, I have one thing to say: You're welcome!