We laughed a lot when we had lunch together Saturday for the first time in 35 years. A lot and deeply. Didn’t talk about anything serious. Just swapped memories — and laughed.
“Back of the sun and way deep under our feet, at the earth’s center, are not a couple of noble mysteries but a couple of joke books.”
That little piece of wisdom is from Tennessee Williams.
And, I like it.
“I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.” — Woody Allen
Me, too. Well, even when milk comes out of my nose. Or maybe even especially when it does.
Tom: Have you seen the crackers?
Me: I just saw Linda putting cheese on one.
Tom: Man, why don’t those people change their last names when they come over to this country?
Still smiling over that one.