I began my day with a 4 mile run, and spent most of it thinking about my Dad. I had this odd thought that I don’t remember ever seeing him run. He was 44 when I was born, and he had a history of health problems, so it makes sense that running wasn’t his thing.
At times today, it seemed like he was right there on the road with me. As usual, he wasn’t running. Based on how slowly I felt like I was going, my sense was that I was giving him a piggyback ride over the entire 4 mile route.
Despite this odd Father’s Day feeling, I made it back to The House on the Hill in 40:10. Once again, flirting with cracking the forty minute mark, but not quite getting up the courage to make my move.
Soon, sub forty minutes. Really soon.
Dad was on my mind a lot today. I wrote a post this afternoon about how he was my Superhero. I feel pretty stupid because for the first time in my selfish life, I thought about how difficult it must have been for my Father to lose the love of his life and not really be able to mourn her because he was suddenly on his own to raise a 3 and a 2 year old.
How could I never have thought about that before? I felt like such an ass.
Tonight, has been spent in something of a writing frenzy. The next taping of The Nite Show With Danny Cashman is Wednesday night, and Danny finally sent us the topic list for the monologue jokes at 5:10.
He also slipped in a little surprise. Rather than doing the usual three shows this week, we’re going to be taping four.
Good thing he waited until 5:10 on Sunday to get us the topic list. Nothing like putting the writing staff under intense pressure.
I wrote a few jokes before dinner, and then I retired to the porch to really start cranking out the funny. Brad Paisley is in concert tonight just across the river, and I could hear the show loud and clear on the porch. So, I had a little country music to provide background noise to my writing process.
I ended up writing two shows’ worth of jokes before coming inside for the night. I was quite happy with the results of my work, and am confident that I can write enough jokes for the third and fourth shows over the next two nights.
As you know, I’m always up for a challenge.
I hope you all had a wonderful weekend. We had a triple header this week: Friday the 13th, Flag Day, and Father’s Day. That sure made coming up with blog posts extremely easy. Thank you, Calendar Commission, for bunching up the holidays like that!