I come up with one like four times a year.
AND THEY’RE ALWAYS GREAT.
Me Sucking at Destiny
Ice Cream is Dangerous
Which is why I’m federally barred from producing childrens’ lit
I am not very good at Space
Before the Weird Al show, we met at the town square, very close to our venue. Unfortunately, right after paying for our meal, our party was delayed by a veritable meteorological assault. I mean, wow. Wind and rain was in rare form as it trapped us in place. A car parked mere feet away was still a challenge to pile into without getting soaked. We managed to handle the situation, but arrived with about two minutes to showtime. After I collected our tickets, the ushers told us we couldn't go in, because Al himself would be entering right through this very door! Then they said it'd still be a minute, and we should go in. We ended up being directed to the wrong section and herded to an area where we were right next to him as he entered regardless. At every moment, there was at least one usher urging me to move and another forbidding me. It was pretty funny.
The show itself was great though. I didn't really know anything about his concerts, so the costumes and video integration were a surprise. The big screen showed clips from his other works while costume and set changes happened, and I was pleased to see an excerpt from Pinkie Pride's Super Duper Party Pony song. I'm really glad I got to catch him, and if I get the chance to do it again, I'll definitely buy tickets earlier. We were as far back as you can be, but it was still great. Except when I tried to take just one picture (I wasn't that guy, I swear), and somehow my flash was on. I have that thing disabled on purpose, I don't know how I let that happen. Oh well.
I guess he has a band that travels with him, he should refer to his act on the road as "Weird Al et al." That would be cool.
I’m going to see Weird Al tonight, part of his ‘Mandatory Fun’ tour is taking him to BG’s new SKyPAC theater. So it got me wondering, when did he land on the name ‘Weird Al’? I could maybe learn something about this by googling it but instead I will speculate wildly.
Long ago, Alphonse was picked on a great deal, and the kids called him that name. He wasn’t a kid, it wasn’t that long ago. This was like, in his early twenties. The name was simply Weird Al because children are dumb. I mean, you think I’m dumb, try talking to a child. So ol’ Albert eventually gets an act together, a persona, or maybe he’s just like that, and he gets picked up by that funny little man who was caught in a bear trap according to his autobiographical song, and now he needs a name.
I posit that he immediately went with Weird Al because it was all he could think of. I assume this because I can think of loads of stuff easy. Like, AbnormAl, and UnusuAl. You may think those are stupid names, and you may think I’m stupid, and you’d be right on both counts, but they’re the kind of name that seem clever at first, you know? If you could evaluate the name Weird Al without the success it achieved, you’d… well you’d still think it was a better name, but only if you thought about it for a while I think. I bet anyone would pick UnusuAl before that, if they thought of it, because even though it’s not better, it’s weirder. Which is, I’m pretty sure, the theme here.
So why did he pick Weird Al? Well, it’s because of those damned kids. And by now he’s thought of the other names, and he’s thought of how they might have seemed cool but would ultimately be pretty dumb, so Alfred looks back at those mean kids who threw eggs at him (I’m assuming that, too) and he thinks, ‘thanks, dumb kids.’
MusicAl, see, there’s another one.