Go ahead - poke it with a stick

I’m watching this British Sky television program called ‘An Idiot Abroad’.  It is hilarious.  Unbelievably funny in a sick, poke it with a stick sort of way.  I’m a little embarrassed that I think it is this comical, but I laugh out loud every time I watch an episode... EVERY time.  It’s this kind of self realization that challenges who I think I am.  I am reminded of a quote from ‘When Harry met Sally’ “Everybody thinks they have good taste and a sense of humor but they couldn't possibly all have good taste” – or for that matter a good sense of humor.  It begs the question of course, if we all think we have great taste, a good mind, a sensible disposition, and of course a good sense of humor, who is to really decide?  Which of course leads my mind directly to the question of what is normal?  We spend our entire lives inadvertently acting as judge and jury of things we find out of the norm while desperately wondering why we never feel like we ourselves are quite the normal we believe we should be.  That being said, I’m off to watch another episode of “Poke Karl with a Stick” - that’s what it really should be called - and revel in my unashamedly not normal personage.   Join me, won’t you.  ;)