There is a point in my act where I  share my real life senior portrait with my audience. It is my actual high school  picture and the joke comes at a time when I am talking about the fact that I  turned down getting braces on my teeth because I was afraid of not “looking  good” for my senior portrait. It’s at this point when I say to the audience,  “Allow me to share with you my senior picture,” and I pull out this hideous  photo of me from that era. My hair was permed at the time, I’m wearing glasses  that automatically turned dark with the sun, a suit that looks to be made out of  powder blue cardboard with a wild patterned shirt, and – if you look really  close – you can make out just the hint of what is the beginning of a cheesy  moustache. The saddest part of this is I actually walked the streets looking like that at one point in my life,  and now it’s one of the biggest laughs in my act. The audience never fails to  respond with waves of delighted laughter, prompting me to follow-up with the  line, “Thank you all for your caring and compassion, I appreciate  that.” I then put the picture away, saying, "But I digress...I'm not hear to regale you with tales from the days when I looked like Napoleon Dynamite..." and continue on with my act.
With that said, I’d like to relay  something that happened to me during my recent week performing at the  Magic Castle in Hollywood. This was on a Saturday night, which  means I had been delivering that joke up to three times a night since Monday of  that week. I had just finished my last show for the evening and now took a seat  in the showroom to watch my friend Jonathan Levit begin his first of three shows  for the evening. I happened to sit next to a man who had been to the club  earlier in the week on Thursday. He mentioned to me how much he had enjoyed my  act and that he had brought other guests in to see me, and that they had just  been in my last show. I thanked him for the kind words regarding my performance,  and then he asked me an unusual question.
  “Did you know who was in your  audience on that last show?”
  I told him I had no idea. He then  said, “Jon Heder was in the audience. He’s one of my guests tonight. He saw the  show and thought you were very funny. He loved the Napoleon Dynamite  joke.”
   My brain was trying to comprehend  what he was saying. For those of you who have never seen the movie Napoleon Dynamite, Jon Heder plays the  lead character, and the film’s namesake, and I swear to you, the character looks  exactly like I looked back then –  and I have a senior picture to prove it!
  “Jon was in the audience?” I  repeated as a question, still not sure I was understanding him  correctly.
  “Yeah,” the guy says and points to  his left. I lean forward to look where he’s pointing and, leaning forward about  four people away looking back at me and waving, is Jon Heder. Well, I couldn’t  help it. I just started laughing. I was laughing at the absurdity of it all, and  at the chances of this even happening. The absurdity that I looked like this  character twenty years before the film was even thought of, that the picture of  me gets as big a laugh as it does, that a movie was made that features a  character that looks so much like I did then, and that the lead actor who played  that role would wind up in one of my audiences looking and laughing at the  picture. The whole thing just seemed so surreal.
    After my friend’s show ended, Jon  and I talked, and I told him how funny I thought the whole thing was. He agreed  and, again, complemented me on my show. A friend of his asked me if I had  delivered that joke because I knew he was in the audience, and I assured them  that I had no idea he was in the audience as the lights are very bright when  performing in that showroom. I told them that I had been doing this joke for  many years and it was not said solely on his behalf. It was, and has been said  for all this time, because I truly looked like Napoleon Dynamite. 
They had to agree, and, quite  frankly, I’m not sure if that’s a compliment…
Shawn
Shawn McMaster
Conjured-Up Creations
P.O. Box 973
Newbury Park, CA  91319
(805) 480-0703
www.conjuredupcreations.com
 
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