Laughter really is the best medicine. Throughout my life, I've always done my best to find ways to laugh at things, situations, and life in general, even when others don't. Perhaps it stems from growing up watching Wile E. Coyote, Foghorn Leghorn, and that bunch every Saturday morning, darn near without exception.

Two recent situations really brought this to the forefront for me. I was on a business trip in Boston a few days ago. When I got to the Hertz facility, my car wasn't ready and they couldn't find my reservation. Fortunately, I had a couple cars to choose from, however. The clerk asked me which I'd prefer of [4 or 5 generic cars whose names I don't recall]. I replied, "whichever one has the highest top speed." Turns out that was NOT the answer she was looking for, and she was pretty thoroughly humorless about the situation.

The other situation was actually earlier in the day. I was applying for the TSA's new CLEAR traveler program. I'd already finished the on-line registration, and then I had to appear at one of the registration facilities in person. I did this at my local airport, Reagan National. They scanned my fingerprints, both irises, facial pattern, etc. I came this (see my hand) close to saying something like, "what, no rectal scan?!". Well, perhaps it was a good thing I hesitated...

What does this have to do with...well, anything? Pretty much nothing. It's just an attitude thing. I feel humor is an essential element of life, like air, food, and absinthe. Perhaps that's something we should all try to do a bit more of--the humor, not necessarily the absinthe.

Cheers,

Ken