By James Austin Johnson
With I LIKE IT ANYWAY, James Austin Johnson interviews a fellow comedian to discuss an activity or artifact that they love—so long as it’s uncool, unbecoming, or otherwise unacceptable.
Everybody was making out with each other for years by the time I realized that if I wanted to go on a date with somebody, I could just ask. One moment there wasn’t a girl, and then suddenly one presented herself as if from nowhere. I don’t think I ever actually ended up asking. Senior year of high school, arms locked, we were good, chaste Christian young people taking to the opera of an evening, just somehow. I was just as terrified to talk to her as I was of letting my hands go anywhere near her, but as calmly as she drifted into my company at school, she took my hand and messed with it in hers while the singers sang. There was no hanky-panky nohow, not unless you count the thrust and tickle of our athletic handholding, and there still wasn’t for a long time after that. It was a safe first date, and lucky that because it could have been so much worse. I still don’t know what I’m doing.
First dates are high-wire acts. The complex selves we’ve grown and broken into are thrust into strange, new lights as we do our best to pull together a last-minute Cliff Notes of our lives. They’re almost too much to handle that early in a relationship, as Jen Kirkman (Drunk History, Chelsea Lately) related to me from a Bluetooth thing in her car.
Read the interview here!