Wednesday, July 4, 2007

All inhibitions out the window...

A chemical change requires a chemical reaction, a process whereby the chemical properties of a substance are altered by a rearrangement of the atoms in the substance. Of course we cannot see atoms with the naked eye, but fortunately, there are a number of clues that tell us when a chemical reaction has occurred.
You're probably wondering, why have I quoted an 11th grade science text? Because after last week, I've noticed the chemistry of my being is changing--a chemical reaction is taking place in my body. For those of you who remember 11th grade chemistry, a chemical reaction has two categories: (1) Reversible (2) Irreversible. I'm referring to the latter.

How has a chemical reaction manifested itself in my being? Well, I'd like to describe the it like the emergence of the Incredible Hulk from a mild-mannered scientist.

What was the catalyst? The stage. The mic. The audience. Repeat cycle.

All of a sudden. I'm nowhere near as inhibited as I used to be. My friends would say otherwise. They would say I wasn't really ever inhibited before. But now that my uninhibited self has grown into a virtual daredevil, I'm noticing a drastic difference in my demeanor. (It's really noticeable.)

It's almost as if I've evaded death. It's definitely a high. It's as if I'm untouchable. (Although, I'm not the type to let it go to my head.)

Maybe it was always there, and standup comedy was a catalyst.

How did I come to this realization? Let's just say, that when I got out of the shower, I used close the vertical blinds. And now all of sudden, I forget. Not that I am an exhibitionist, but I'm so focused on other things, I really don't care.

"here the fundamental properties of the materials involved have changed."

"chemical changes are often accompanied by changes in temperature, the crucial difference being that these changes are the result of alterations in the chemical properties of the substances involved."

"The bubbling of a substance is yet another clue that a chemical reaction has occurred."

All of these quotes describe my current state. Bubbling over, simmering, letting off of exhaust, delta (a change in temperature), etc...

It's nice, nice feeling. You should join me.

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7 comments:

Madeleine said...

Hi Lucy, thanks for stopping by. Prague is a bit xenophobic, true true - landlocked, whiiiite people who tend to think Italians are as exotic as it gets. (Oh, lest I forget, the much beleaguered Roma here.) I know, I'm Brazilian and have been posed the question, in all earnestness, "why are you so dark?" many times. But, like everywhere else, there are those who would embrace you, and not just for the fetish/exotic appeal. It's a beauty, no doubt. As for your blog, I'm going to link to it - hope you don't mind.

Indeterminacy said...

"How long've you been doing comedy?"

Isn't that something like asking, "How long have you had a sense of humor?"

(saw your comment at the Prague Blog and came by - I'm very interested in humor and it's many manifestations)

Indeterminacy said...

I can't imagine getting up in front of people and trying to be funny. When I'm relaxed and among friends, I sometimes say funny things, or if I'm presenting something I'll try to work humor into it. But I can't imagine getting up in front of people and "being funny" - I admire the people who can.

Lucy said...

How long've you been doing comedy?

Isn't that...asking, 'How long have you had a sense of humor?'

Hey, Indeterminacy:

Granted your question is rhetorical, but I need to exercise my "responding back to comments" muscle. (And thank you for commenting in the first place, by the way.)

I can respond to this question with two answers:

1.) I know a ton of people with a sense of humor. But like you mention in your 2nd post, most people can't get on stage and whip it out on cue. (I'm still working on this myself.)

2.) My sense of humor has been with me since childhood, I surmise. But as they say in my LSAT training, there is a "word change" between those two statements. Humor isn't to comedy what Comedy is to Humor. If you want wax poetics, then my definition of 'Comedy' is 'Humor set in motion.' To me Comedy is the performance or the act of Humor. If you check The Free Dictionary, then I'm waaaayy off. After all, both comedy and humor is a noun.

Lucy said...

Hey, Madeleine!

Thanks for the link. You've officially popped my 'linking cherry,' after 4 months (and then some) of blogging. To tell you the truth, I feel the same, except for being a little sore 'down there.' Can you tell any difference? I hope my mother doesn't find out.

It's funny that you said that to the Czechs, the Italians are as exotic as they get. But have you ventured to Roma? I was getting hit on by guys left and right while I was there. (Even getting chatted up by a famous Italian celebrity. The best part of that story is that he said, in Italian, the he believed he was chocolate in a past life... and then he proceeded to gently stroke my cheek. --Ahh! I literally swooned!-- I wish I could've spoken Italian by then. (I still can't now.) And, from what I can tell, it's a respectful type of attraction. Not fetishistic and not the misogynistic machismo-based crap lines that we get fed here in NYC. Despite the xenophobia, I still want to go to Czech Republic to become a writer like Jane in Kicking and Screaming. (*sigh*) Can you tell I live in my head?

Leslie said...

I recently had a neighbor "threaten" to "embarrass" me.
At first I was worried, then after assessing myself, I thought, "How???"
I was actually more curious as to what he thought would embarrass me than by what might be embarrassing.
I don't think about the blinds either.

Mike said...

Hi Lucy.

If I "whipped it out" on stage, that WOULD be funny!