Recently my husband and I attended a party. The people there were mostly younger than us, but still, when we left, we both confessed to each other that they all seemed like REAL grown ups. While we always feel like we are just pretending when we are in the grown up world. Which is probably why cocktails with whipped cream and cherries seem far more pleasing to me than straight up wine in a goblet.
The character of Pee-Wee Herman has always been my kind of a grown up. I mean, is he a grown up? I don’t know. Maybe I should gather more information before emulating my life after a fictional character.
He’s got his own home AND a play house, so he’s doing all right for himself, whatever the case may be.
He’s exactly the kind of grown up I want to be though. He decorates with bright colors and toys, has funky art all over the place, and all kinds of amazing technological gadgets. Yep, I don’t care if he’s considered an adult or not. He’s my idol.
I fondly remember renting and re-renting Paul Reuben’s first Pee-Wee HBO special in the 80’s. Then when the movies and his TV show came out, I was in heaven. I am still captivated by the Saturday morning TV show, I could watch it all the time. Did you see Beauty Is Embarrassing, where Wayne White talks about working on the show? It’s a must see documentary, because Wayne White is amazing in his own right, but the Pee-Wee stuff was a treat too.
The last thing I ever want to do is grow up and be someone who is comfortable in beige boxes having small talk about nothing. Luckily, I don’t really associate with anyone like that, so I’m in no danger of doing so. When I am even in danger of being in a stuffy situation, I usually do channel my inner Pee-Wee and transport myself, via my imagination, somewhere much more colorful and fantastic. I try to keep the yelling and awesome insults in my head though.