Yes, I confess, I am overly introspective and occasionally moody. It's true, I'm afraid, that a curmudgeonly streak sometimes has me grumbling over stuff that's perfectly harmless. But, I alsoloveto laugh (even when the laughter is mostly on the inside). So, as Bill Murray's character (in Caddyshack, I think?) might have said, I've got that going for me, which is nice.
I like to laugh at the vicissitudes of life. I like to laugh at the quirks of human behavior, especially when discovered in myself. In fact, I once knew a woman who claimed that I don't have a sense of humor at all, but rather a highly attuned sense of the askew. There's something to that.
I love life's small ironies. A few years ago, I found myself unable to find a computer file I had created that contained a record of changes made to a database, used to check those changes against the paperwork. After a frustrating and slightly anxious half hour, I finally found it. And thereason I had trouble was that, in naming the file, I had misspelled the word "proofreading". I chuckled over that for days, and now and then pull it out of my memory to savor it, as a greedy collector might with an especially prized acquisition.
Not only to I love to laugh, I love to bring laughter out of others. Those who follow me on Twitter know that I enjoy being something of a wise guy (though never, I hope, in a mean way). I find fun in choosing to misinterpret a comment or ponder a misspelling. Recently Sajabla mentioned her upcoming JDRF "wlak". Of course I knew what she meant (and you should go donate to it right now), but first commented on it and then entertained myself for a few moments wondering just what a "wlak" might mean. I finally decided that wlak is the latest Asian herbs quack are promoting as a diabetes cure.
Humor plays an important role for me. It dissolves self-pity and aggravation. A bit of laughter can deflate a little bit of self importance, and a really good laugh is sometimes sufficient to take the edge off a bad day. And, of course, it's very helpful in dealing with diabetes.
I began this post with a couple of confessions. If accused of being "easily amused", I'd have to plead guilty. But what makes that a bad thing?!?