(Mis)adventures in Dating a Clown


They scare the shit out of me. Individually, bulbous noses, baggy pants, and brightly colored striped socks may seem innocuous, if slightly bizarre, but put them all together and you’ve got the makings of a horror show.  As someone once said, “There are two kinds of people in this world: those who hate or fear circus clowns and those who are circus clowns.”

 But back to the date.  He was perfectly pleasant, in a Future Farmers of America kind of way, and the conversation was just what you’d expect.  His opening gambit was “What’s your favorite song from Mama Mia?," which then led into a spirited discussion of the effect of bot flies on the brain.