Fear Of Clowns
I’m pleased to report my ankle is healed and I’m back on my feet. I’ve spent a lot of time cuddled up with the cats and watching some of the new TV shows that have started this season. There’s quite a few really good ones that have got me all excited! 🙂
I think Frequency, Lethal Weapon and The Exorcist are among my favourites. And, as much as I really hate to admit it? I’m really enjoying the new MacGyver. S wanted to watch it to see how they weave the science and engineering into the storyline and I ended up watching it and… yeah, it’s ok. That kid is no Richard Dean Anderson and it’s not my MacyGyver but it’s watchable.
But that’s not what I opened up this ‘post an entry’ to talk about. It was either going to start with that or planwithme videos on Youtube because I’ve also been spending a lot of time playing catchup on those. They’re so relaxing. It’s not my style of planning, I tried it and it doesn’t work for me. I’m definitely sticking with my bujo but there’s something calming and relaxing and hynotic about watching people plan their weeks out and putting down stickers. I don’t know how or why but it is!
I’m going as off topic as a MacGyver voiceover here – stop me if I start telling tales about my grandather! LOL
I actually wanted to talk about something I don’t understand. Clowns. Or, why people are scared of them. I don’t get it. I don’t get it at all. It’s just a guy in some face paint, a wig, some colourful clothing and big shoes. They’re supposed to be funny – has no-one ever been to a circus and watched their routines? Or been squirted in the face with water from a plastic flower?
It’s all just basic slapstick comedy
Maybe it’s the fact my brain is wired differently from ‘normal’ but I really don’t associate them with fear but with laughter. I get that there’s scary clowns in horror movies but… those aren’t real. They’re stories. They’re fictional.
And I thought I was the one with the tenuous grip on reality…