Laughter

One of things I like best in this life is making people laugh. If it bends, it’s funny. If it breaks, it’s not funny. Dancing along the knife edge of what bends is a rush. I don’t snow ski. I don’t do drugs. But I do love humorous shock and awe. Have I gotten into some trouble for this in my life? Maybe a little. :oP Maybe more than a little on occasion. But as Bryan used to say, “if you’re not over the line early every once in a while, you’ll never win a race.”

I also appreciate the folks who can make me laugh. Appreciate isn’t strong enough of a word. I feel like every joke, each funny story, every time I laugh, it’s a gasp of air above the crashing waves, a life ring launched to keep me afloat.

We have the potential to share lots of things to tie us together in our humanity–music, anger, grief, joy, but laughter, oh laughter, that’s my favorite.

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