If you check out the Clowns of America International website, you might notice a new feature called “Show us your nose.” This was done to celebrate International Clown Week. Clowns from all over America submitted pictures of their noses, tallying up several pages of results from game participants! Keen observers might notice a familiar face on the bottom right corner of page two! Thanks to the two lovely ladies for participating in this choice photo op!
And now for something morbid.
Just a short while ago, I received news that my mom may have experience kidney failure. She is currently at a hospital for treatment. There’s a very real possibility that she may die, or I may have to give up one of my own kidneys to keep her alive.
This put me into mind about death, and how it lead to my decision to do clowning. First off, this isn’t the only death in the family. Our dad suffered a stroke while I was in college. While he didn’t die immediately, I had to watch his health erode over the years until, one day, he suffered a fatal heart attack caused by stroke complications. During that time, I was living on the other side of the country, and every phone call was a painful possibility that this could be the one. This could be the call.