Merry Christmas

A comic hat

No laughing matter

Gosh, I hate it when I can't make myself laugh. Was it only two weeks ago over Thanksgiving that I was waking up in the night laughing? Well, it was great to have my cousin and his fiance here, and she could crack me up with even the slightest facial gesture, but of course life goes on.

Humor seems to me more than anything a willingness to laugh, even when jokes are scarce. Or rather, if you laugh at anything the jokes find you. Or humor is laughing with people who find the same things funny? But then how come sometimes one of the dogs that lives in the same house as me, Rocky, will make me chuckle, all alone, with his late night antics? (taking up three quarters of the bed and snoring!) and at other times the same behavior makes me, humorlessly, push him off the bed. Yesterday I told the other dog, "vai-te foder," which made me laugh a little, but that is hardly funny and I'm sure the animal rights people will be here any second.

Anyway, today has been dedicated to the bluer sides of things. I went swimming and have been listening to Leonard Cohen. Sugar is unappealing. Comedy a farce.

But maybe I am being needlessly heavy handed! The internet is always able to help, and here is one view of the subject,

Definitions of funny on the Web:
amusing: arousing or provoking laughter; "an amusing film with a steady stream of pranks and pratfalls"; "an amusing fellow"; "a comic hat"; "a .

An amusing film with a steady stream of pranks!

A comic hat!

I feel better already.

Hoy

aiaiaiaiai....


Hoy: lluva y lluva.

Ganas de gritar a todos, o tal vez de emborrachar me un poco.