Comprehending humor is a two part process. Your cognitive, or thinking side, must combine with you emotional side in an area known as the right frontal lobe. It is interesting to look at humor and really dive into it scientifically. I lack the qualifications to do so, but it is interesting to pose the question.
Monty Python. That statement either conjures up a laugh at a memory, "It's only a flesh wound." Or possibly a roll of the eyes and wishing that a wasted hour or two could disappear from your memory. Leslie Nielsen and Airplane come to mind when I think of humor that exists that I just don't find funny. Oh great, I just lost a reader. Both Monty Python and Airplane filter through my brain as a waste of time. Make that a loss of two readers. At least I want to find Monty Python funny. It seems that I would be a "cooler" person if I enjoyed that level of humor. Trust me, I've tried, but I remain unsuccessful. Seems that at least two of my girls share in my lack of appreciation for the Monty Python level of humor that my husband can't seem to get enough of.
So where is this leading? How did this deep concept of processing humor come to mind?
I texted a few photos from my impromptu February kayaking adventure to my eldest daughter yesterday. Her unexpected response was, "That last photo is a blog post, I'm crying I'm laughing so hard at your seat belted kayak." I didn't see humor when I took this photo. Yes, it was cute. Inventive. Definitely a thought out of the box. An image of a functional solution.
I purchased this car the minute my Mommy Van years came to an apparent close. I could have used the van for several more years, but somehow it was finally "OK" to cram my youngest into the back seat on occasion. My kids said that this car was my "midlife crisis." Nope! The word crisis had nothing to do with this car, other than the fact that my husband had to cosign for me and my teacher's salary to afford it...USED! Anyway, I digress.
I've looked over this photo several times during the last 24 hours and I just don't see the humor. I see utility. I see out of the box thinking. I see pride in getting myself and my kayak to the water successfully, all by myself.
The looks that I received on my drive do tend to support my daughter's version. I was thankful for my ball cap and sun glasses.
I guess the bottom line is that I brought humor and laughter to someone's day. Apparently several someones. That is my eternal goal. What my inquiring mind wants to know is, "How was your brain affected?" Did you find humor in the image? Did your cognitive and emotional processes meet in the right frontal lobe?
If you simply want to write a tribute to Monty Python, an explanation on how this is the funniest thing ever, go for it! Leave a comment, or two. Regardless, find some humor in the normal, or maybe abnormal things that pass you today as you continue your trip around the Sun.
If you haven't laughed until you physically hurt during the last 12 months, then this is a perfect goal for 2020! I have already met this goal, so now back to weight loss (oh great - I was enjoying the break).
We are about to settle back into a home. FINALLY!! We've looked in Florida since 2017, finally sold our Illinois home in 2019 after listing it in early 2018. Here comes 2020 and we've found just the right place!
The first thing to do is to arrange having our belongings shipped from Illinois to Florida. Exciting! During my call with E____ at PODS, she gathered necessary information, we chose a delivery date and then, as we were nearing the end of the planning, she said, "OK, so now I'll Google stalk you!"
I had already been through the loading and pick-up phase of PODS, so I knew just where she was going. Time to check the driveway area. "OK, I'm ready. Go for it!" I responded.
"Now don't go outside and wave," she returned.
Now I was confused. "What?" I finally spoke up after an awkward silence.
She then filled me in on a funtastic day at work where she had said the same thing, about Google stalking. The PODS patron followed the statement with, "Can you see me?"
E____, being quite confused, said, "I'm sorry?"
Yes, you guessed it. The lady was outside the house, in her driveway, waving frantically to the sky while asking E---- again if she could see her. She described fully where she was standing in the driveway, waving.
We both burst out laughing. I assured E____ that no, I was not outside waving.
It's the little things in life.
I'm the one that esurance was marketing to with the ad showing the lady taking a friend PHYSICALLY off her "wall", but referencing Facebook. The all familiar line, "That is not how this works. That is not how any of this works."
E---- had to explain, delicately, that the feed was not live. She had to do something to get the lady to quit waving up to the satellite.
This type of thing happens often.
A doctor once asked a patient if she had been walking around the mall as he recommended. My Mom was there. She was the head nurse in the clinic. The patient's response, with downward facing eyes, was "No." Out of concern for this patient in desperate need of weight loss, he continued. "Why haven't you been able to work walking into your schedule? It is important and a great place to start." The patient's simple answer was that "It is scary walking around the mall at night." She had only taken his advice once. She continued that "It's dark out there. By the time I get home from work, and get ready, it is always too dark to walk." Imagine her surprise when she found out that he meant for her to walk around INSIDE the mall!
How many times are our simple statements misunderstood?
You certainly have one to share. Leave your story in the comments and let's explore the concept of simple miscommunication and see if we can all meet our laughter goal of 2020!