Today a friend told me about comedy flowing upstream. What I mean by that is that usually we think of comedy flowing downstream — from professional comedians to ordinary people like you and me.
But it seems that a funny incident within a blog post of mine from about a year ago was relayed to the granddaughter of Mel Brooks.
Please understand that to me Mel Brooks is a god. If he is Mount Olympus, the rest of us are just hanging out in a bar in downtown Kokkinopilos.
Imagine my surprise to learn that my little joke was relayed by to Mel himself by his granddaughter. And it seems that he found it very funny.
So now I can die happy. But maybe not right away…