Did someone say 'clown ministry?'

As a general rule, I try to force myself to do things I'm afraid of. You know, for personal growth and all that crap.

Like public speaking, for example. That's scary, especially for a shy, social awkward such as myself. Whenever I have to do it, I practically throw up beforehand. I always pull through, though, because I over prepare. Still, the moments leading up to taking the mic, be it for a presentation or performance, are the stuff of nightmares. My hands shake, my face turns red and I ask myself why I agreed to do this.

So, with a little (twisting my hand behind my back while holding a gun to my head) gentle prodding from one Miss Curly McDimple, I've signed on to tell summer camp stories at the The WYSIWYG Talent Show in July. And I was going to keep it to myself and not invite anybody because I thought having people I know there would make me nervous. Then I realized that the people I know either 1) really think I'm funny or 2) pretend to. Either way, they'll laugh and cheer and stuff.

Details will be posted as I get them. Be prepared for tales of bitter rivalries with the 4-H camp, bad poetry, inappropriate relationships between campers and counselors, best friends competing for the affections of a boy, and clown ministry. Yeah, clown ministry. I said it.