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Post Secret just kills me. I mean, the combination of truly horrible and goofy and fun is amazing.

PS: Mine was the COWBOY one, not the hugging one!!!

If we'd been there together, I would have been laughing, too. (and probably misquoting lyrics)

Yay! At least I wasn't the only one -- there were moments when I wasn't laughing because of the movie, but because of guy behind me completely losing his (metaphorical) shit.

Hands up any chick that would have been swayed by the Owen Wilson character dancing with the flower girl? I have to admit, some of the laughs were at the stupid women who'd fall for that crap, and some were at me, because I'm not quite impervious.

but because of guy behind me completely losing his (metaphorical) shit.

I keep my metaphorical shit in something like a simile box.

In Wedding Crashers, it was when he said they had been to a million weddings and rocked them all.

OMG, I DID THIS TOO!

I laugh harder at comedy shows when I know I'm the only one who gets it, but then I feel embarrassed for being the only one who laughed so hard.

Bob has this explosive laugh that, when he's the only one who is laughing at something, makes everyone else realize it's really funny and then they laugh too. He creates laughter. It's utterly strange.

Post-Secret is making my prose totally confessional!

ETA: in re-reading the post, it looked like I rocked a million weddings. I meant that I was the only person who laughed at it. I've rocked very few weddings.

Bob has this explosive laugh that, when he's the only one who is laughing at something, makes everyone else realize it's really funny and then they laugh too. He creates laughter. It's utterly strange.

You know, they pay people professionally to sit and audiences and do this.

At the moment I'm managing to write five nights a week (I'm usually busy Friday night and then either Saturday or Sunday so I don't have a chance to sit down and write those days) and putting out a little over 4,000 words, which I realize is a bit on the slow side. But at the moment it feels right, and more importantly, the hour a day is turning it into more of a habit rather than something I do when the mood strikes me. I can't even imagine churning out 20 pages in a day, at least not right now.

I wouldn't call 4,000 on the slow side at all. I wrote 6,500 words last week, 26 manuscript pages, and I thought it was pretty good. If I'm ever in a position to be a reallyo trulyo full-time writer, I'd like to increase my output, but in the meantime I'm happy with where I am. I mean, I started my WIP in its current form around Feb. 1. I'm over 100,000 words now, and unless something seriously derails me, I expect to have finished the rough draft by 10/31 and have it edited into respectable form by 12/31 or 1/31. That's a longish novel (I'm shooting for 125,000 words) in a year, which I think is pretty darn respectable for anyone who's not in a position to write fiction full-time.

You know, they pay people professionally to sit and audiences and do this.

Yeah, he should definitely have that job.

Congratulations, Rio and Fiona!

OMG I want to be a professional audience laugher.