Somewhere between the drama of the Olympic Games and the idiocy of America’s Funniest Videos lies the world of clown. I’m not getting to watch as much of the Olympics as I thought I would (because my kid is not interested and I’m not going out of my way to sell it.) I’m not very competitive. I’m the opposite. As a kid I met every competitive situation certain that the others were better than I was. I daydreamed in the outfield and would get hit on the head by the ball because I wasn’t paying attention. Keeping a number score wasn’t interesting to me because there was no story. It’s the backstories of the athletes that bring tears to my eyes and make me want to watch the competitions. It’s the shock of the unexpected on America’s Funniest Videos that make My Kid Laugh. In both cases it’s all about the face and the body. Words are unnecessary.