Tuesday, November 20, 2012

I am thankful


When I was 19 I thought I knew it all, what 19 year old doesn’t?  Then when I turned 35, I realized I don’t know everything but I know a helluva lot more than I did when I was 19.  Now that I’m 42 I’ve had another epiphany, I’m dumb as shit because of my cynicism!  Because of my demeaning attitude towards people who are not like me, I’ve become blind to the goodness all around me.  For example:

That cable box is what I call Pandora’s Box into the world of Government and “Establishment/Fascist” controlled media.

One night I was house sitting for my girlfriend and I was watching cable TV, which was especially nice since I didn’t have cable TV.    I was watching Cops, my all-time favorite show, I’m not kidding.  I like to see people other than myself getting arrested.  All a sudden, just as the black guy on TV was about to get Tasered by the big bad policeman, the cable signal got lost.  So in frustration I reboot the cable box system and in-conveniently had to wait 30 seconds so I could be reconnected to my façade of the world.  Then all of a sudden the screen goes from black to an inspirational message that displayed the words: “rethink possible” and at the bottom of the screen the letters AT and T.  A message from the gods of corporate America, I first thought with my usual sense of cynicism.  But then, I thought about it….”Rethink Possible”…hum…that is actually a really cool message.  Sometimes you have to reboot your life when bad things happen, when you lose your signal, just reboot and rethink…possible.  One of my favorite quotes is from a woman who was above all else a brilliant philosopher, Marylyn Monroe.  She once said, “…Bad things fall apart so better things can come together.”  That message from corporate America made me realize all the things in my life I am thankful for.  I am most of all thankful for my family and the people I love and who love me back.  I am thankful for everyone whom I am privileged and honored to share my art with.  I am thankful for writers, free press reporters and artists who sometimes sacrifice their own lives for their art.  I am thankful to Corporations and individuals who donate their time and money to those in need…and I am thankful for all the messages that are all around us, sometimes you just have to look.


I wish you and your family a safe and Happy Thanksgiving!


Danny Keaton – Standup Comedian
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Thursday, November 15, 2012

Writer's Block

 
I can't write and I have writer's block, the worse thing that can happen to a comedian.  It's like not being able to get it up before sex!  I can come up with ideas but the funny just isn't happening.  Oh how I wish I could open the third eye.  My next blog will have some substance worth reading, I promise.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

My Spirit Had Been Soiled


Can a place hold magic or at least something that cannot be explained?  Can traveling over an area marked with boundaries from our own limitations transcend us into a higher level of awareness in self existence?  Can we feel a connection to a land that only our spirit can recognize? 

Everyone who knows me really well knows that I have a spiritual connection with the Southwest, especially New Mexico.  It’s rugged desert landscape that is unchanged since the days of the Wild West, Native American culture, the adobe buildings, the Santa Fe cuisine, the art; I could go on and on.

 I was traveling through eastern New Mexico and I stopped off at a truck stop along I-40.  Inside the gift shop I saw a sign that said “Indian blankets $25.”  I love Native American art, so I bought one.  When I got back home to Dallas, I proudly displayed the Indian blanket over my futon.  One night as I was lying on the floor, listening to my psycho girlfriend yelling at me over the phone about something I don’t even remember because I wasn’t listening.   I happen to notice the tag on the inside of my “Indian” blanket that said “MADE IN INDIA.”  India!?...India!?

I was deceived, my magic had been soiled!  My spiritual New Mexico had been tainted!  I was pissed!!  I don’t remember the name of that truck stop but next time I travel through, I’m taking a Sharpie and writing “Made in India” on that sign! 
 
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