Funny People

Recently, I watched the movie "Funny People." It fascinated me that people could just sit down and write jokes, and now I find myself framing odd bits of life into comedy routines. Like Facebook. You have to imagine this being read in a "stand-up comic" tone of voice...

You ever been on Facebook? How many people out there have Facebook pages? How many people out there talk to people on Facebook more than people in real life? Yeah, that's what I thought.

And the things they post as their status! In the last week, I've read: "Who are these people and why are they knocking on my trunk?" "I ran over a raccoon on my way to work." "My family is watching a special on giant squids. Yay!"

Moms are some of the funniest. Tanya's kids have been dressing a huge zucchini in dolly dress up clothes. That's bad news. Pretty soon it'll be old enough to date, and you know how zucchinis breed.

Tamri has somehow lost an entire chocolate bar - without even enjoying one bite! Her family tore apart furniture trying to find it. No worries, though - she posted later that one of her kids put it away "for safekeeping."

Maria's two-year-old decided to plug up the vacuum cleaner hose with leftover carrot sticks. You've gotta wonder what that kid was thinking: "Bad machine! You eat dirt and crumbs. But now not eat carrots. I HELLLLP you."

And then there are people who THINK they are funny. "I actually didn't realize it was Friday until a little bit ago lol" "I'm gonna go get some socks haha!" "think im gonna go to bed soon lol." "thinking way too many thoughts haha!" Am I missing something? Are those things funny? Was anybody out there actually laughing out loud at these? Yeah... me neither.

But Facebook helps so much with connectivity. You want to get in touch with Carlie, but you know (via Facebook) that she went camping. You see Paula, and know her husband made her brownies last night to ease the ache of a long long day. You know who has seen the latest movie, without ever talking to anyone. Amazing.

Like the time my daughter pulled into the driveway and walked through the door, saying, "I saw the saddest thing on the way here. It was a dead raccoon, and it had its little paw up on the curb like it was reaching for it but never quite made it."

"Oh yeah," I said. "That's the one Kathleen ran over on the way to work."