I went to a birthday party last night for an old friend. A group of us had dinner at a hip Japanese restaurant and then hit a bar for drinks afterwards.
I hadn't seen this friend in years and besides her, there was only going to be one other person that I knew at the party. I'm pretty hit or miss in social situations like this, usually more miss than hit. The fact that I was the first person to arrive at the restaurant, forced to sit by myself and play with my cell phone for 15 minutes didn't help. However, after they arrived, something magical happened at the party that turned me into a charming and hilarious addition to their social circle. They all got drunk.
I had no burning desire to be the only sober guy at the party, but considering that I had to drive myself home, and almost all of the rest of them were going to take buses or cabs, it just kind of worked out that way. As it turned out, this was a boon for my good times or at least my ego.
"Mike, you are FUNNY!" one of them would scream at me in the bar. I'd nod sheepishly.
I recall another time, decades ago, when I was drunk off of new hilarity powers. I think I was about 7 years old when I discovered that I could make the neighborhood kids roar with laughter if I screamed the word "BOOGERS!"
I milked that baby for all it was worth. Even today, if I'm desperate to make Daisy laugh, or I'm in a particularly dry teleconference, I'll consider whipping out that old standby. Seriously, try it some time.
The most alarming thing at the party was when someone told me that I looked like Bob Saget. Others at the table scrutinized me and declared it to be true.
Bob Saget? The guy from "Full House"? "America's Funniest Home Videos"? Ugh.
I would have dismissed this comparison instantly as the product of too much sake, but it wasn't the first time in my life that I had been told this.
So, there you have it:
And all along I thought I looked more like Rosanna Arquette!