What Makes Me Laugh

First of all I do not laugh at the oppressed or marginalized in our society. Some people make a living of making fun of these people and I have never found it funny.

What makes me say Oh Dear or Oh My is:

Really ugly art, especially ceramics. Done by someone who really believes its beautiful. We're talking big busts of Elvis, paintings on black velvet. Chubby angels. Plastic geese dressed up for the holidays. Basically, your local flea market makes me laugh. The uglier, the more desperate and the higher the price and I'm off on a giggle fest. But there has to be someone with me. Like Lesley - where we just walk by the booth and go "Oh My".

People who think "they are all that" and actually look pretty stupid. The very proud woman walking around with toilet tissue stuck to her shoe. The macho guy who stalls after riding my ass up the street.

Signs. The "Pedestrians Walking" sign on the way to Owen Sound cracked me up everytime. The "caution flying rocks" sign in Nova Scotia on a road newly laid with gravel. Woah, Cliff slow down - there's flying rocks!

Stupidity. The radio station in the Annapolis Valley (AVR for anyone familiar with the area) was a constant source of amusement. They used to play American Pie which unfortunately continued on side 2 of the record. Rather than buy two records and key them up they used to put on a commercial or an announcement and then the song would come back on in the middle. They also played songs like "I Love My Truck", "She Got the GoldMine, I Got the Shaft". Another AVR moment - "Caution driving out there, the roads are wet and there are many falling leaves making it quite slippery".