Humor

     Well now, what is humor? What is humorous? What makes us smile or laugh? There is not a single answer to these questions as we are all so different in our perspectives of “almost” everything. Take my wife,”please”, (thanks to the late Henny Youngman for that) but seriously folks…(Thx again HY) No, my wife thinks that any slip, trip or fall by anyone, (generally meaning me) and of course, other than herself, is hilarious, (regardless of the pain and suffering that I or some other undeserving poor soul may endure) while I on the other hand, am more compassionate and able to fully relate to the injury and the embarrassment of such an incident. She says she can’t help it, and you know what? I believe her. Why? Because each of us has our own humor trigger and  sadness trigger. That is why we may have different opinions on TV shows and movies. Take for instance the wildly popular show “Seinfeld” I could not stand that show…Yet, I credit myself with having a fantastic sense of humor. Go figure. “The Big Bang Theory” is one of my favorites at the moment and I know of one person at least, that thinks it’s stupid. (I think he’s stupid) Well now, where was I?? Oh nevermind, here is my take on humor, and how it relates to life, poem. (Ponce De Leon had the fountain of youth within his reach and didn’t know it. Laughter!)

     Have a wild and wacky Wednesday everyone,

Jake.

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Humor

 Humor is where you find it,

it’s what makes you laugh or smile,

it takes on many forms,

and a million different styles.

The more the days, you chance to laugh,

then, those more days you’ll live,

and then onto that, you add those days,

when you’ve had a laugh, to give.

***

 Jack Downing

Dec. 2011

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I believe that good shall overcome though I may not live to see it for it dwells inside the best of men but tis the woman who must free it. ~Jack Downing~
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