Have you figured it out yet? You know … my secret? Maybe you were you just reviewing all the clues I left you?
Phew, now you have me worried. that’s because I haven’t left any clues yet. That’s alright, though, ’cause I still have a secret. It’s around here somewhere? Well, actually I have more than one secret.
Like the one about why I wear a disguise. What disguise? My red nose disguise, silly!
Not that I’m a huge celebrity or anything like that. I’m more like a skinny one, but with a slightly expanding waistline.
In any event, I couldn’t possibly pose for a photograph with you anyway, ’cause this is a blog post.
On the other hand, I can tell you about my wife’s BIG SECRET.
She actually is a celebrity. Yep, and she gets recognized when we go out in public too — unlike me.
The wife, signing autographs.
However, I have to be careful with this secret, because she made me swear never to post about it.
Probably because when her fans recognize her they get excited and ask her for an autograph, or if she wouldn’t mind posing with them for a photo. Which she happily does.
But, seeing as she doesn’t have a blog, she’ll probably never find out that I let that secret out of the bag.
You could say my wife actually has an edge on me when it comes to being recognized by fans, or for being asked to pose with them in photos.
I, on the other hand, stand a much better chance of posing for photos with folks, if I just photo-bomb their photos.
I’m an acorn in my wife’s shadow. Let me give you an example of what I mean, and this actually did happen to us. Well, to me anyway.
We were out at this amusement park one day, when this family sitting across from us on the monorail (I’ll let you guess where), suddenly recognized my wife —sunglasses and all!
I probably should have removed my red nose and they might have recognized me as well. But, I thought, maybe I should let my wife have her moment in the limelight, she deserves it — again.
The wife, sunglasses and all!
Her fans asked her if she wouldn’t mind posing for a photo with them. Naturally, she smiled and said, “Sure!”
So, when the monorail came to a stop, we all stood up and I stepped back out of their way.
Back, and off of the monorail that is. Then the monorail doors closed on me!
The acorn in her shadow.
Leaving me standing outside of the monorail with my camera hanging around my neck like some kind of tourist (which I was), only to helplessly wave bye-bye to my wife and children (and her fans) as the monorail pulled out of the station.
Again, leaving me standing there with nothing but a red nose on my face — which also matched the color of my face as well.
True story (except for the red nose part), and no longer a secret to anybody reading this post, or to anyone at the monorail station who witnessed it all.
At least I can say I gave those waiting in line for the next monorail, a good laugh.
But, that’s what we comedians do, we make people laugh. Even when it’s at our own expense — or when we don’t get paid for it. Like in this case.
Hmm, now that I think about it, maybe my wife was right. Perhaps I should have kept this a secret after all.
In My Cluttered Attic 
Your secret is safe with me. Now how safe you’re going to be with your wife now that you’ve shared this, I cannot say. But me? Mum’s the word.
Ha, me worry? Let me tell ya, Ally, she’s probably too busy signing autographs to even notice that I spilled the beans. Oh hi honey! What’s that frying pan for? (THUMP!)
🙂
Well just call me lumpy. 😀
Your right, Ally. I may have to slip out of the country. And thanks for keeping the secret under your hat. I would have done it too, but my head is so full of lumps already, there simply wasn’t anymore room under my hat! 😀
Your wife is a beauty! Definitely a keeper especially if she laughs at you.
Thank you, Kate. I think so, too. She’s really a good person and always listens intently to those seeking an autograph. She’s very patient with folks—even more so WITH ME! :O)
Ahw, she is wonderful!! And who is the fellow in the blue suit, might I ask?
Oh just some joker hoping to catch her attention, and who instead, would be very lucky if he were able to get the time of day from her. But I’ll take… uh… I mean, he’ll take whatever attention he can get. 😀
ahw..that so sweet…I am sure she adores that joker, red nose and all ;o)
That’s what she keeps telling me, anyway. But between you and me, Johanna… I can’t help but think that she just loves me for my red nose. Makes me glad I wasn’t born with a brown one! 😀
Or some other color for that matter! 😀
You can’t put a price on just how darn good it feels to make someone laugh, right? (Unless you just need their money) If you wear that nose 24/7 you ARE going to get asked to have your picture taken. At the station. (And no, I don’t mean the monorail one) Beware the frying pan. Especially if it’s coming off the stove. Ouch.
LOL… I know! My wife even wakes me up at night—out of a sound sleep no less—just so me and my nose will can pose for pictures and make her laugh. I wouldn’t mind it so much, Bruce, if it weren’t for her having that darn frying pan—even in our bed. She’s taken to calling it “The Enforcer.” 😀
Paul, it is priceless how you make us laugh. You are a natural talent. You can laugh about yourself and this is one of the “secrets” a true comedian makes! Thank you for this, Paul!
I think my face is matching my nose in color! Thank you for that compliment, Erika. Being able to make people laugh is really a very nice reward. Not that getting paid to do it is all that bad, either—merely a by-product of it. Seriously, though, Erika, hearing you say it means a lot to me—and reading it felt pretty good, too! 😀
Haha! You deserve getting paid for the smiles you bring to our faces, Paul. And I am happy I could make you smile too – read or heard 😁
Thank you so much, Erika. Yeah, I deserve to smile, too. The more the merrier, right? 😀
Absolutely right 😄
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See… smiles all around, as it should be. If only the world could take their cue from us, it would be a much better place.
That’s a reason to never stop smiling. It is contagious!!
It’s not easy living in the shadows of a celebrity—I recognize her! Try to remember that you are special too (or so says Mr. Rogers and me) ; )
I’ll do my best, Jan. Nevertheless, you and Mr. Rogers are probably right, I must be special—because I recognized her! After all, how many husbands can claim they recognize their celebrity wives in sunglasses? Can’t be too many, or can there? Then again, I wonder how many people recognize me with my red nose? I mean, how many celebrities are there who can claim they have a red nose like me, right? Okay, so maybe there is that ridiculous flying reindeer who hangs out up there at the North Pole, and a clown named Bozo, and old Mr. Jenkins who works down at the local hardware store—but he’s not really famous, and he’s had that awful cold for what seems like forever. No wonder his nose is always red! But after that I can’t think of another living soul. That’s a good thing, though, because then I’d have to list them too, and I’m rapidly running out of space here. 😀
You are a beautiful couple, and that’s no secret. Keep doing what you do, Paul. We need the laughs. 💖
I’ll do that, and thank you, Van, that was very sweet of you to say. We really do love each others company and are very happy together—even if she does look better in sunglasses than I do. However, I think I look so much better with a red nose than she does! 😀
Paul, I almost didn’t recognize you without the red nose! I was trying to figure out who that guy in the blue suit was. 😀
I know what you mean, Paul. I’ve been trying to figure that one out all these years myself. As for my red nose, one morning I just woke up… and there it was! Today… its the Eighth wonder of the world! 😀
This one seems kinda hard to keep, to be honest.
I know and I tried to tell her that. Nevertheless, she’s still accommodating… although, there’s just a chance that I might not get to pose with her for awhile. 😀
Hey, might oaks from little acorns grow, isn’t that what they say and besides, sure you’re famous to us 🙂
Might oaks….ffs…..like ffs……I was trying to be all profound and I can’t even spell it right, even after googling the fecking phrase! lol
Gee, that sounds so much like someone else I know? Oh wait, I’ve got it. ME! I have the same problem, so no worries as you’re not alone. 😀
Yay!
Isn’t it great to know that you’re not alone, Juls? I admit there’s a bit of a drawback in your being in a class with me—just ask any of my former classmates. However, this means you have even more company! 😀
We’re in a class all on our own me thinks! lol
But I’m probably the one not raising my hand. 😀
No you’re the one raising the teachers blood pressure lol
And after I gave her an apple too! Brown nosing ain’t what it used to be. 😀
Thank you, Juls. I hope I haven’t made my wife out to be this ogre (like Shrek), because she’s really quite agreeable and more like the Princess Fiona—except less green. :O)
Lol oh no I’m sure she’s just lovely 🙂 you’d need someone to
You’re right, she is and I do adore her.
Keep you in line anyway….What is it about me, your site and comments ffs!! Lol
LOL! Its my blog, it has this strange effect on people. You see, I think my readers wish to write a succinct response to my comments, but because I like my readers messaging my ego, I’ve rigged my blog so that they get trapped in this loop of starting a response which never ends. Therefore, you response just goes on and on and on… and my ego just grows and grows and grows… well you get the idea. Isn’t it great! For me I mean. 😀
Is that messaging your ego, or massaging lol You’ve caught the what ye ma call it too lol
Oh dEar, thosE pEsky E’s arE at it again. PErhaps if I’d bothErEd to gEt morE rEst bEforE commEnting. HowEvEr, thosE bEErs probably didn’t hElp vEry much EithEr, and thEn thErE was my failurE at the National SpElling BEE, whEn thEy askEd mE to spEll REJECTEE. I nEvEr got ovEr that onE. Not that I havE any problEm with the lEttEr E, mind you. 😀
MIGHTY!!!! (I give up)
Lmao!!! Its okay. You made me laugh that’s all that counts. 😀
See. I am using as few words as possible. Less mistakes!
Then there’s me. I use more words than necessary and the mistakes just keep coming! And I still can’t figure out where I went wrong? Go figure, right? 😀
You sure you didn’t steal that jacket from my closet when we were Turing the country playing opening act for your wife? I always wondered where that suit and tie went! Now I know. Don’t worry, I won’t mention any of the stories you awaited me to secrecy in I imagine if everyone knew who you really were you’d have thousands of followers. But you hide it well beneath the red nose..:)
My lips are sealed!
My wife tells me that my lips were supposed to be! In spite of my protest to the contrary—that I broke her secret by writing about it and that her secret never slipped past my lips—I’m still in the doghouse. As it turns out our dog is not too happy about that either. But George, I ask you; how’s a semi-professional comedian supposed to get a laugh if he doesn’t dress funny? And that’s why I wore my (I mean our) suit. Why just look at that face which occupies the monkey suit, would you take that face and suit seriously? 😀
You’re absolutely right, Paul. Clothes make the man..and the comedian..:)
Thank you, George. Who knows, someday the tux may even eclipse me. :O)
Lol…maybe.
Haha… Your wife is famous. The problem when you wera a red nose is that people would not probably recognize you. Sunglasses are more evident in that sense, I am guessing!… Anyway: when you are a celebrity you need to deal with the fans, paparazzi, and all this kind of stuff…
I´d say that next time she´ll have to wear a red nose too..
or you could wear sunglasses and then you´ll both be recognized and asked to sign autographs! 😀 Sending love & wishing you a great weekend ahead! 🙂
Yeah she still occasionally gets recognized. I’ve tried telling her if only she’d been born with a red nose like I was, and then started wearing the sunglasses, fans wouldn’t recognize her as often—seems to work for me. But does she listen… NO! Actually, though, she really does handle the posing for pictures and signing autographs rather well, maybe better than I would—I don’t know if I’d like eating my meals cold. That might explain why I don’t get recognized as often—well that, and the fact that I’m only semi-famous… well sort of. Truthfully, though, she’s always polite with fans and smiles and talks with everyone. She’s a really good egg, so I think I’ll have to keep her now—it’s part of the contract when I said “I do.” 😀