LOL……..or not.
LOL is perhaps the most-used internet phrase, giving rise even to lolcats and the LolCat Bible. It’s so common that it is appended to many comments, with the intention to show humor. An answer to a recent crossword was LMAO. But I’m wondering how often folks actually laugh out loud.
Laughter is good medicine. Norman Cousins was famed for promoting laughter as one method of fighting disease. Laughter, if not forced, is a marvelous way of releasing tension. I have had times of laughing so hard and long that i had to lie down afterwards to recover. Certainly each of us has had this experience.Often laughter spreads such that bystanders join in without even knowing what set off the initial laughter.
Our first evening at Netroots we found a good restaurant. One room was so noisy that we requested a move. In the corner was a group of six young men and one woman. They were in high spirits, though no spirits were evident on their table. Then they got louder and louder, with almost continual gales of laughter. I realized that they spoke no English; as near as I could tell they were some sort of Serbo-Croatian. It was disruptive, but i watched them and began to think of groups I’ve experienced at restaurants and other venues. Noisy, to be sure, especially as the alcohol took effect, but seldom the kind of free-spirited laughter I saw that evening.
So I especially watched at Netroots itself, and realized our awareness of reality might be stifling the kind of laughter and joy I had seen in the restaurant. Now I have attended the Pub Quiz at previous Netroots, which provided high hilarity, but I missed it this year, and any reader who did attend this year can doubtless cast shade on my whole thesis here. I’m prepared. I need a good laugh.
Regarding our move to the condo, the glitch now is that the renters, who we thought had sold their house, reported that the sale had fallen through. And without the sale, everything has stalled. But our estate sale goes forward. We spent much of today clearing out the barns. So much stuff you wouldn’t believe. The estate sale guy is coming over around publishing time so I might be able to provide y’all more info in real time. A lot of the stuff I didn’t even know I had.
“Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone.”
(I hope that’s just a song.)
Rototiller, Ericlewis’s My 50 year old Honda, coke machine, Oat seeder in rear, welding outfit.
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