More Clowns!

30 Jul

Maybe we just need more clowns in the world?

Because after looking into my rear view mirror today and discovering that I was being followed by clowns, I just had to end my summertime hiatus and write this down.

There it was…an actual bonifide, real, 100%, which way is the circus, clown car!

How did I know it was a clown car? It looked like a clown! With a clown suit and nose and everything…and when I peered into my mirror a little more closely I could see who was driving…and it was a clown!

And sitting next to him?…Another clown!

After that I had no doubt that the backseat had to be sporting at least another dozen clowns of various shapes and sizes…I didn’t have to see them…I just knew they were there.

And they weren’t driving as though they were in an amusement park bumper car. In fact they were going rather slowly and made it very hard for me to keep up with them…because…unfortunately… I was in front of them.

Anyway, I would have enjoyed following them back to their…tent? lair? circus?…just to watch them all spill out and about…ahh clowns…maybe we just need more clowns in the world or at least more primary colored cars. Why are all cars so drab? Houses too? What would life be like if we all had a little more color in our lives?

No doubt it would at the very least be more colorful… and bright… and clownish and maybe that’s just what everyone needs?

5 Responses to “More Clowns!”

  1. momshieb July 30, 2013 at 5:44 pm #

    I wish I had seen that clown car!!! Awesome way to commute, in the company of clowns!

  2. sheilamariegrimes July 30, 2013 at 5:57 pm #

    Yes, more color, more smiles, more laughter, the world needs the lighter side of life once in awhile! thanks for the post, terrific!

  3. serendipityherbals July 30, 2013 at 6:32 pm #

    Color stimulates the senses! Brings happier moods!

  4. RAB July 31, 2013 at 12:49 am #

    A frequent comment my father used to make while driving: “Look at that clown!” But alas, he didn’t mean an actual clown; he meant a bad driver. Travel would certainly have been more fun the other way. Ah well.

  5. funnyphilosopher July 31, 2013 at 4:45 pm #

    I remember a waitress I worked with, a grown-up, who freaked out when a group of clowns came into our restaurant. She freaked out and literally ran from them. She wasn’t going to be a JEOPARDY! champion anytime soon, but she wasn’t exactly stupid either. I thought about trying some reality therapy, forcing her to confront her fears, but opted not to.

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