Red Nose. Check.

Ultimate Cool Man Satchel (named so, because it resembles the bag used by Indiana Jones in Raiders of the Lost Ark) filled with hundreds of flaccid balloons. Check.

Post on Twitter where and when I was going to be. Check.

So, where the hell was everyone? I walked up and down both sides of the street numerous times eagerly wanting to make someone a balloon animal. I know I only have 128 followers on Twitter but I was hoping that maybe one of them would show up in response to my ongoing Twitter Experiment.

Maybe I would get more of a response if I handed out free goodie bags? Hmmm… something to think about?

What I do know for certain, I need new followers; it’s time to change my game plan. I decided to just start making balloons and not only to hand out but to leave around as well. As I walked by cars along the street I would glance in each and every one of them for any clues that the person who drives the car may have a child who would love a surprise balloon animal awaiting them. The presences of toys or a car seat were my main clues.

Then I came across something different. On the dashboard of one car was a homemade birthday card made from poster board that looked like a gift from a classroom.
This must be a teacher’s car. Excellent! I took out my balloon pump, a yellow balloon, fabricated a doggie and attached it to her side driver side mirror.

I continued on my way. I got to the end of the street, turned around and saw an attractive dark-haired woman with a very serious look on her face approach the car I left the balloon animal on. She put her key in the car door, opened it, put one leg in and then saw the balloon I had left. She reached over the door and grabbed the balloon. She looked up and down the street and then at the balloon. She noticed my Hollywood Clown Card that I attach, for FREE, on every balloon (this is how I hope to get more followers), smiled and got into her car. As she drove by me I could see her still smiling.

SUCCESS!!

And that is what my Twitter Experiment is all about, spreading joy and happiness (as well as awareness about all things Hollywood Clown), one person at a time. Who knows, maybe Harley Davidson, Target and Conwin Carbonic will sponsor a road trip for The Hollywood Clown to come to your neighborhood.

This is America, it could happen.

I AM The Hollywood Clown