Thursday, October 29, 2009

Laughing Makes Me Feel Bad

When I was in ninth grade, Dana Carvey came to my town. It was a benefit for an old friend of his who needed to raise funds to pay for medical bills. My two best friends were into Saturday Night Live and we could quote things like crazy. It was a hundred bucks for the show and the after-show reception. I could not pass up the opportunity so we went. And it was awesome. At least I remember that I had an awesome time.

It's happening again. Only replace Dana Carvey with Adam Carolla. And instead it's Laughs For Bald Bryan. This time the one that needs monetary help, I can pronounce his name. I can tell you the name of his wife and where he graduated from college. (I can even hum some of the fight song.) That just makes it worse. I get to laugh and meet celebrties and have a story to tell because he's sick. Is it wrong to seize the moment to meet famous people because one of their own needs help? Granted rich people get to buy their way into the movie and TV business because they have the means to finance other's dreams. I don't know if I can focus on the helping part since I'm getting so much more in return. Even further, I have received hours of free entertainment from Bald Bryan. Should I give more? Stupid human emotion.

All right, I'm just going to go, enjoy myself, and consider this my donation to Saint Dude's Hospital. Looking back, I had promised myself that I'd make it to a Carolla event this year. Looks like I made good on my word. I hope it sells out because I want this to be a booming success. Make a donation or buy a ticket at Laughs For Bald Bryan. If you can't, at least take the time to get it on!