Pure joy is no laughing matter!

I could have been a comedian. OK, not really. I can't tell jokes in ways that makes others laugh.

But I would like to be a comedian. I could have been the next best thing. I could write jokes for other comedians. Maybe?.............................................. No, not really. Here is why.

In one of my, now famous, early morning, can't sleep at four a.m., think sessions, I tried to think of some thing funny, that was not derogatory to another human being. When I couldn't think of any thing, I turned to self deprecation. Fact is, most comedy is born of pain and sorrow. It always seems best, if it is some one else's pain and sorrow.

Still, I think that there is" a pure funny", some were out there. I once heard a story, about one of the prophets, who was in the middle of a talk, and stopped for a moment, followed by laughter. He apologized, and then said the Lord had just told him a joke. I don't know if that story is true, but I want it to be.

The other day, at work, one of my friends passed on a e-mail that he had gotten. A kind of a play on Jeff Foxworthy's " You might be a redneck, if......", using instead, "You might be in Utah if......"
I only found one out of twenty, very funny, because it was the only joke, that fit, Utah.

You might be in Utah, if you look forward too snow, because it fills in the pot holes.

So, let me try a few, and you be the judge. Before I start, I would like to go ahead and just throw out there, a general apology to anyone I offend, in the great state of Utah. And lets hope that those who are offended, are so, for any other reason, than the quality of my whit.

You might be in Utah if, the drive through menu at Wendy's offers Jello, instead of fries.

You might be in Utah if, you can buy materials for scrap booking, at the local seven eleven.

You might be in Utah if, you learn more than you ever wanted to know, and yet you still don't know what a wall of water is, just by listening too the people ahead of you, in line at the grocery store.

You might be in Utah if, for spring break, you don't know if you should bring shorts or a heavy winter jacket, so you bring both and you made the right decision.

You might be in Utah if, you see a family of seven, on the side of the road, and the father is holding up a sign that reads "Disney Land or Bust". (That one hits a little close to home).

You might be in Utah if, you go to church and forget to lock your car doors. You run out to see if your new, portable, GPS system is still there. You breath a sigh of relief, when you see that your new toy, still on the dash, only to have your jaw drop, to see that your back seat is now full of zucchini.

You might be in Utah if, you back pack twenty miles into the mountains, only to discover that civilization is not half as bad as the Boy Scout troop who camped next to you, playing capture the flag, at two a.m. .

You might be in Utah if, you witness a Amway meeting, on the potato chip isle, at Walmart.

My point some how got lost in all this levity. The greatest joy in this life, or the next, is lifting up another fellow human being. Today, we all, and I put myself at the head of that list, spend way to much time, tearing each other down. I pledge to do better.



So, let me end, by saying that it is wrong to end with a picture of a man, hammering a nail up his nose. Sick and wrong. I guess I have a long way to go.

Oh well, I hope you enjoyed the Disney pictures. Love Boyd