Think about an event you’ve attended and loved. Your hometown’s annual fair. That life-changing music festival. A conference that shifted your worldview. Imagine you’re told it will be cancelled forever or taken over by an evil corporate force.
How does that make you feel?
Day 15 of the Writing 101 blog challenge that ended last month.
There are a lot of great events around Boston, but my favorite is the Eugene Mirman Comedy in Cambridge. The last few summers I’ve been buying fistfuls of tickets and forcing my friends and family to go. It’s a great way to see a mix of well-known and local comedians. If I every get to be a part of it, I’ll just cry into my little pillow at night and thank Buddha for all his good work.
If the Eugene Mirman Comedy festival was ever taken over by an evil corporate force, I think it would have been at the hands Eugene himself. I’m pretty sure this was discussed at last year’s festival anyways. BUT if it got canceled, I would cry into my OTHER little pillow which would activate my secret identity, SuperBuddha, and I would destroy everyone and everything in my path until justice was served.
I don’t think I really answered the question about my feelings, but whatever I’d really like some soft serve right now.