Adventures in Fools of April…
While I don’t usually do much for April Fool’s Day myself, I read this morning of possibly one of the most successful and well executed pranks of all time. I’m just glad I’m not the guy that got pranked.
You can read the article here: http://www.damninteresting.com/?p=955#more-955
Adventures in Mirth…
What a day this is turning out to be. I woke up chuckling from an odd dream I had, and soon sat down with coffee and toast in hand to peruse my morning websites. I spent a few minutes on Damn Interesting which my friend Jen introduced me to. I came across an article entitled “Humoring the Gelotologists” by Alan Bellows. I spent the next 10 minutes reading all about theories of why we laugh, and the healthy benefits of laughter. By the end of the article, I was sure I had laughed enough to add a few days to my life expectancy. I wasn’t finished yet. At the bottom of the article were links to various funny sites. That’s when I found it. It was a little creepy, a whole lot bizarre, and frighteningly contagious. Since laughter is so good for you, and I want all my readers to be happy and healthy, I’m sharing this for your own good. Be sure to turn your speakers on, and enjoy.
Adventures in Listening to My Conscience…
Early this morning, I rolled over and squinted at the sun in my eyes.
“C’mon, get up! If you say you’re going to get up, you have to get up. You can’t just decide not to, like a rabbit with chickenpox!” my conscience demanded.
I squinted at my conscience. “What??!!?”
I had promised no one, not even myself, that I would get up at the crack of dawn on a Saturday. I didn’t like the tone my conscience was taking with me, and I realized that my conscience is not at it’s best early in the morning. My slowly waking brain toyed with the possibilities…”Hmmm, so if someone wanted to convince me to rob a bank, they might have a better chance at 7am, since my conscience is still groggy and inarticulate…”
My conscience, embarrassed at the stupidity of the ‘rabbit with chickenpox’ bit, replied petulantly, “Well then, it’s a good thing banks aren’t open at 7am, isn’t it. Humph! Now get up!”
I rolled over and went back to sleep for a little while.
Adventures in My Shoes 