It’s almost November and you know what that means. It’s time for Nanowrimo. That’s where you spend the month writing a 50,000 word novel. If you do you get… Well, you get your name on a list.
If that’s not your cup of tea you can do NaNonFiWriMo. Write a nonfiction book in thirty days. Or you can do NaPlWriMo (write a play) or NaNoDrawMo (draw something). Not done yet. NaBloPoMo. Write a blog post every day for the month.
There should be another one. NaNoNonMo. National nonsense month. I am in desperate need of nonsense.
The Russians are all but buzzing the White House. Iran wants to make a bomb and turn Israel into a nuclear waste site. Syria, Isis, the rebels. Clue me in here. Who is on our side? Who’s side are we on?
The Republicans want to take away our social security and give it to the Koch brothers. The Democrats want to give away our social security to the Sierra Club. Another year to go? I can’t take it. The only reason I watch the Republican debates is that I want to see who throws the first punch.
I’m to the point now where the first candidate who shows he (or she) has a sense of humor, not a zinger off a 3×5 index card but a real off the cuff natural sense of humor… Well, I won’t say he (or she[sigh]) has my vote but he (or she[do I have to type this every time?]) will have a leg up.
What I really need is nonsense, thirty days of nonsense. Is that too much to ask? I need a sitcom that doesn’t beat me over the head with it’s social agenda. I need a sitcom that has vowed to never ever have a Very Special Episode.
I need Monty Python. I need Land Shark, I need Paul Simon singing Still Crazy After All These Years in a turkey suit. I need stuff that is a Complete Waste of Time. I need silly walking. I need foolishness.
I need nonsense.