July 13, 2012 by
Categories: Emotions, Fun

It was the spring of 1990. My sister had just bought a trans am. It was black. It was shiny. It was the coolest thing I had ever sat my butt in.

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“Can I drive it?”
“Are you sure you can drive a stick?” she asked.
“Yeah. I drove dad’s truck.”

Let me tell you, it was AMAZING! The V8 engine was powerful and the steering oh so responsive. It was a succession of perfect moments with the t-tops off and the wind blowing through my bowl cut hair.

I got to one of the busiest intersections in the town when I had to stop for a red light. I was feeling pretty cool as people pulled up next to me, checking out my wicked cool car. But  then the light turned green. I stalled the car. I quickly started it again, but released the clutch too soon and the car chugged to its death. At this point panic started in and the person behind me started honking. Where’s Kitt when you need him? Again I started the car, but couldn’t get it to go more than a chug before it died.

At that moment, as cool as the car was, I was the exact opposite. I turned to my sister looking for help, or at least some sympathy. I don’t think I had ever seen her laughing so hard. Obviously she would be no help! In desperation, I started the car, slammed on the gas and popped out the clutch. The huge engine stampeded into action and the tires squealed to life. I left a serious smoke screen in the intersection, and laid down some totally radical black tire streaks, but I made it through and literally raced home.

I look back on this experience now and I can’t help but chuckle. Especially remembering how hard my sister was laughing. It really was a good time and it is an even more wonderful memory.

I love to laugh. Humor is something that is highly valued in my life. I try to laugh at myself as much as possible and I like to surround myself with people and entertainment that makes me smile and laugh. To me, there is nothing greater than the feeling of aching cheeks and painful sides that comes from laughing. I especially love the times when my face contorts and tears stream and I just can’t stop giggling. You know that type of laugh, right?

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Somewhere I read that it is important to have a humor library that you can turn to whenever you need a laugh. I’d like to share a few of the things that I keep in this library.

Calvin and Hobbes has been a favorite of mine since I was a teenager. I still read the comics (although they are repeats) and I always laugh. This link goes to one of my favorites. Along with that, FoxTrot is another one of my favorite comics.

For movies, I will admit that I am a sucker for a good bathroom humor scene (it touches the soul of my inner adolescent). Rowan Atkinson is a master of this in Mr. Bean and Johnny English. My family and I also recently watched Jack and Jill–Adam Sandler is another master of bathroom humor. Other movies that I enjoy watching are Nacho Libre and Napoleon Dynamite.

On television, I really enjoy the Big Bang Theory and Modern Family. Both of these are funny in their own way. And in reading, Douglas Adams and Jasper Fforde are both humorous writers, in my opinion.

What about you? What makes you laugh? What experiences do you look back on and laugh? Please share in the comments below!

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