Anyone over 35 there? Third edition

discussion

#2027

Thank you folks,
much appreciated for all the welcomes and comments. Nice place here already. The future could be bright!!! Cheers all round.


#2028

G’day and welcome. The split structure of WP (chat separate from the profiles and writing) is a poser at first. I get tired of chatty teens who don’t seem to know much of anything and writers who are narrowly focussed on a genre to the exclusion of all else.

But there are interesting people with worthwhile comments, and flashes of genuine humour and wit. This thread is among the best I’ve found for conversation, so I try to keep it active.


#2029

Welcome. Don’t mind the youn’uns. We sure don’t! :rofl: Everyone gets frustrated with writing. Pull up a (cyber) chair and stay a while.


#2030

I am giving Grammar Lessons over HERE if you want to join the jocularity! –

Come and get in on the fun! :smiley:


#2031

Saw JP Sears live this evening. It must be hard to keep the humor coming for 45 minutes and bounce around anything that’ll make people laugh yet try to keep a common thread to it all. His videos are much better, in part because he can stick to one topic and keep it short.

Have any of you lot ever tried comedy? Our boy-man has tried it a few times. He runs his stories by us and we’re usually like, “Em, no, not a great idea.” I think at this age he forgets the audience has every decade in it, so you can 't be really crude and expect people to find it hilarious.

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#2032

I can tell great crazy stupid stories, and crack up the whole room. The problem is, you see, that I laugh too much at my own jokes.

Plus, some people don’t realize that doing Comedy s hard! :stuck_out_tongue:


#2033

I might join that. I might also get teaching flashbacks if I go there. :stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes:


#2034

Nearly everything I say is a joke, but nobody laughs.

Too subtle (or insidious).


#2035

See? Now that’s funny! :smiley:


#2036

Watched a Sears viddy:

Kept waiting for him to take a bite, but he wasn’t that far into it. My favourite bit was the end, where a doggo went after the meat he’d been waving around.

The idea of doing a stand-up comedy gig makes me shudder. You’d have to relish being the centre of attention and be able to project a strong personality or character. You’d need an acute sense for the mood of an audience. You’d need a quick verbal wit, so you could respond to crowd comments and cues with zingers. You’d have to be able to restrain your temper when people say awful things or yell insults, and ideally turn that to comic ends.

There’s no way I could do all that while being stared at by a crowd. I’d probably dash offstage howling. Friends have lent me DVDs of Eddie Izzard and Sarah Silverman, and I like watching them.


#2037

I die laughing every time I watch it.


#2038

I remember the last time I saw a comic, when I was on a cruise through the Caribbean . He was kind of flailing, so he turned to the audience.

“There’s always newlyweds on a cruise. Is anyone here a newlywed?”
A couple right in front of him stuck up their hands.
“Great? Is this your first cruise? Your honeymoon?”
They confirmed it was.
“Oh. Being on a cruise is great for newlyweds. Where are you from?”
They said something like Kentucky. It was hard for me to hear them because I was sitting behind them about a dozen rows. The cruise itself had pulled out of Galveston, in Texas.
“That’s really far away. So, did you fly down first, to Galveston?”
They said no. They drove. The crowd kind of groaned.
“That’s a long way to drive. And you say you’re newlyweds?” He berated the guy a bit, in fun, for not springing for airfare.
I stuck my nose in. “I drove from Wisconsin, with my whole family in the car.”
That grew a huge response from the crowd. “How many people are we talking about?” the comic asked.
“Five.”
Now the crowd went nuts. “Five people in one car? All the way from Wisconsin? Are you guys crazy?”
“Yep.”
The crowd began to laugh.
“Where’s your family now?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “Somewhere.”
More laughs.
“I bet. You probably hate each other now, being stuck in a car for so long.” He turned back to the newlyweds. “How are you guys getting along?”
“Ask them after they drive home,” I said, to which the crowd then roared.

I really saved the guy. Afterwards I saw the comic walking around on deck. He became my best
friend .

:slight_smile:


#2039

I’m from New Zealand, were you born here?


#2040

Just saw this about growing up in NZ. We only recently started getting jaffa cakes, it’s more a English thing.
We have jaffa lollies tho and Aucklanders are called jaffas too, although this one’s not so much a friendly term😆


#2042

Heard that: Just Another Fecking Aucklander!

I was born in Wyoming. My parents were grad students at the university: he was a Kiwi (Mäori) and she came from a ranch in southwest Wyoming. They divorced when I was very young, but after Mum got her law degree and clerked for a bit, we moved to EnZed when I was eight.

We were caretakers for a property between Governor’s Bay and Rapaki, on Lyttelton Harbour: not far from ChCh, but it felt pretty remote. I went to local schools and Mum worked at U. Canty, on Crown Land Trusts, resource management, and indigenous land rights.

When I was twelve, we moved to Auckland where she had some fiddle at the law school. We had a loft flat in Grafton, overlooking the hospital and a block from the Domain, with matai floors and a baby grand piano. Couldn’t stand up in my bedroom, but no worries.

I really loved Auckland. Sailed a lot, started working on boats at the RAYC and Westhaven, and blossomed into a K-Road Riot Gr-r-rl skate punk. When I was in my last year of senior college, my grandparents died in an auto smash and we had to return to the 'States to make arrangements for the ranch.

I’ve been here ever since, except for long visits to the GodZone. I was there for three weeks last spring. More than you wanted to know, I’m sure.

Where do you live and what do you do for fun?


#2043

The NZ thing I recall is hokey pokey ice cream bars, from the wee dairy just east of the Grafton Bridge.


#2044

Sounds like it! My hubby is super witty, but I only think of funny replies long after the event. When I was thinking about looking for a husband, I really only had two things on my list - short enough for kissing to not be uncomfortable with my 5’2" height, and funny. 29-ish years now.


#2045

He looks like a sweetie! You too. I’m envious.

When I was a punkette I had a chain sort of like that but it was chrome. Reckoned it might help out in a fight. :innocent:


#2046

Ja. Me too as well. Whatta cupla cuties. :blush:

When I went searching for a mate, I pretty much had only one criteria.

Please don’t hate me. Please don’t hate me. Please don’t hate me…

:slight_smile:


#2047

I can think of worse criteria. I didn’t have anything like that in mind. I met my late wife across a table during a game of Block War at university. Geek called to geek …