I met Sharyl for the first time earlier this week. She learned quickly that I’m a cut up (you know, a kidder, a prankster). I don’t know why I do it except maybe that sometimes when I feel tension I can be a real me-me person acting out in subtle desperation for attention (apologies to everyone).

“Did you say, Sheryl?” I asked during our introduction.

“No, it's Sharyl, rhymes with Daryl!” she said.

“Oh! Hi Sharyl rhymes with Daryl,” I said, “I’m Don, rhymes with Pete.” She laughed big, so I continued for an extra moment to talk silliness.

“Thank you," she said, "I’ve been having a few problems and you just made my day.”

So let's just say that’s the reason I’m a cut up.

Don Loy Whisnant/Journey Notes 8H02