Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

It’s like Wednesday or something… I honestly don’t know what day it is. I hope that’s right.

I have to say that I think I am truly one of the funniest human beings in the entire world. Rarely will I ever compliment myself. I suppose that makes it a big deal that I have. When I say “compliment myself,” by the way, I am not referring to anytime I compliment myself tongue-in-cheek, which I do a lot. Ridiculing the man that is Shaun Lewis is a very popular pastime of mine and I have to say that I am quite good at it. On occasion I have even been known to make myself break down into tears.

I guess I’m a little girl.

That’s another story though—I am funny. Or, perhaps more accurately, I should say that at this very moment I think I am pretty funny. This may not be the case later, but it is the case right now.

I suppose this is the part where I reveal why I think I am so funny. The problem with this should be obvious because whenever someone says, “I am the funniest person in the world,” and another person says, “Why?” the answer from the first person always falls flat. In fact, it is safe to say that in the majority of these cases, the first person ends up looking like a complete and total ass. Such is the nature of life. I should note that I never said I was the “funniest person in the world” so hopefully that will prevent me from failing to correctly describe what makes me chuckle about myself.

Why I Think I am Funny

So, there I am on Xanga browsing through people’s journals and reading their innermost thoughts when I remember that I also have a Xanga site. For the purposes of this story, a Xanga site will now be known as simply a “xanga.” I find that term infinitely more awesome and I hope it will soon fall into common usage. Also, it’s a lot more trendy; I’m a pretty trendy guy for those who haven’t noticed.

Please note, that last compliment was a fine example of tongue-in-cheek. Back to the story though.

There I am browsing through other people’s xangas (woot woot!) when I decided to mosey on over to the xanga (woot woot once again!) that I maintain. For those of you who didn’t know such a site existed, it did and you are unobservant. I pity you. The address is pretty easy to remember though. It’s http://www.xanga.com/lewiguez.

On Xanga, there is usually a profile picture you are allowed to include as part of your whole package deal or something. I don’t know how to describe it—whatever, I guess. The point of all this is that the picture I chose as my own always makes me laugh whenever I look at it. It truly is menacing. Here it is:

In addition to that picture, which I know is probably NOT making anyone reading this laugh because I am currently bombing about describing why I think I’m funny, I read a few of things I wrote in my “About Me” section. The thing I liked best was when I wrote, “I like to rock out from time to time.” For some reason, that just (as Jacki would say) “tickled me.” Really, I think that just describes everything perfectly. I was tickled. Usually it is someone else doing the tickling, but this time it was me.

That’s why I think I’m pretty funny though. Unfortunately, I don’t think I was successful in communicating how I feel about myself to everyone. That’s OK though because I still find that picture funny. In fact, just thinking about the picture is enough to make me chuckle. Truly, I am a four-year-old child.

A vain four-year-old child at that.