You’ve heard the admonition, “Don’t make the same mistake twice,” and you’ve heard my caveat, “Don’t repeat yourself.” Now, let me tell you – if you do the latter, you’ve done the former.
This is probably as opportune a time as any to clear up one matter for good, to wit, note:
two kinds of humor –
funny humor, and
that which ain’t.
Over in one of our semi-parallel, in-law solar systems, I recently overheard a guy vociferously complaining about how “prejudiced” life was toward him and I also heard another voice respond, “Normally you think of someone being singled out and scorned because of their variation from the prevailing majority and norm, but you – you appear to be just as common and everyday as possible.” And the guy says, “I know, that’s just what I’m talking about.”
His dreams of death were described by a certain hombre thusly: It was like going into a deep sleep, but when he first awoke he couldn’t tell if he was in a place of favor, or punishment. But after a short walk around, there was no longer any doubt as to where he was when he saw St. Francis in a new pair of golden sandals and a Lakers jacket.
In sending his son off to the wars, a father gave his final advice, “Don’t worry so much about getting a communicable disease, be concerned more about becoming one.”