Ah, the passing of time, that unyielding force that grays our hair and dims our eyes… and apparently, our sense of humor too? Yes, it seems that as the years add up on our odometer of life, the once vibrant colors of our comedic palette can fade into a monochrome monotony.
But fear not, fellow humor enthusiasts, for while some research may suggest a decline in our ability to find the punchline in life’s joke book, it’s not all doom and gloom. After all, isn’t laughter the best medicine? If so, then a daily dose of hilarity is surely the fountain of youth we’ve been searching for!
Personally, I refuse to let my funny bone atrophy. Like a dedicated fitness buff, I exercise my wit regularly, lifting weights of puns and doing reps of observational humor. And let me tell you, the results are worth it! Not only does laughter grease the cogs of social interaction, but it also serves as WD-40 for the rusty gears of workplace tension.
And speaking of generational comedy, isn’t it a joy to see our children inherit our penchant for puns and our knack for knee-slappers? Like mother, like son, they say. My son is quite quick-witty with a snappy comeback. Although, I still can’t get my 15 year old son to appreciate the comedic brilliance of screwball classics like “Bringing Up Baby.”
So, my fellow laugh-lovers, let us not lament the passage of time but embrace it with open arms and a ready smile. For in a world where sharing laughter can forge bonds stronger than steel and brighter than the sun, who needs the fountain of youth when we have the fountain of funny? Stay witty, stay sharp, and may your punchlines be as crisp as a fresh baguette or a lettuce head.
Categories: Children, Humor, identity, Leadership, mental health, Pop Culture, Psychology
psychologistmimi 
Don’t know what I do without at least one good laugh every day.
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Indeed While the Data from 2005 Showed The Teenage Years
As the Zenith of Human Humor Oh What A Difference Smart
Phones and Social Media Can Make In Just A Bit Less than
Two Decades
Dear Lord Dear Miriam More Recent
Research Shows the Demographic
of Teenage Women at the Bottom of
Human Well Being and Ironically Yes
The Oldest Silent Generation Past 77 Years Old
as The Ones Reporting Most Overall Wellbeing
For It’s True Life Satisfaction Used to Be Horse Shoed U
With Highest Levels of Life Satisfaction in Teen Age Years
As the Stress Levels Went Up Over the Course to the Peak
of the Middle Years Leveling Off After that and Increasing
For Those More Financially
Independent Learning to
Weather Life’s Challenge
With Greater Aptitude
For Wearing More Shoes
And as Far As Humor Goes and Studies
of the Human Mind In A Left Brain Controlling
Restricted Typically Angry World of Mechanical
Cognition Always Grasping at Materially Reducing
Life Concretely Explicit
Implicit Humor and
Pro-Social Emotions
All the Unlimiting Nuances
May Wither Wither Away Until
All that’s Left is a Frown For Life
With Reports of Depression 4 to 5 Times
Higher Than the Actual Economic Depression When
Longitudinal Studies Started Close to the Beginning
Of Last Century
Anyway When Young
The Prospect of Aging
to 64 This June 6th was
A Whole Lot Like the Attitude
the Beatles Brought to A Song Back Then
“Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four”
If i Had the Opportunity i Wouldn’t Go Back A
Day A Month A Year A Decade At Sweet 16 and
Surely Not A Babe Life is Worth Dying For As Long
As We
Continue
To Fully Live Now Still Evolving
Whenever We Visit Whataburger
The Cashier Just Out of High School
Rushes Out to Give Both of Us A Hug
Of Course She Deals
With the Whole Community
And has Come to Recognize
Strangely Enough We Are Still Alive…
And Worth Celebrating Even at 64 And 54
“And he told us of his life
In the land of submarines
So we sailed on to the sun
‘Til we found a sea of green
And we lived beneath the waves
In our yellow submarine”
“… As we live a life of ease (a life of ease)
Every one of us (every one of us)”
(*Indeed at Least the Two of Us)
(Although A Military Man at the
Military Gym This Week Notified
me i Am Still A Beast Warming up
Leg Pressing Up to 1540 All American Pounds
Yet True Still In Effortless Ease For Those Who
Never Give it Up on Friday Nights With A Drunk on the Town)
“Has all we need (has all we need)
Sky of blue (sky of blue)
And sea of green (sea of green)
In our yellow (in our yellow)
Submarine (submarine, aha)”
Life isn’t Just Good It’s Practically
Harry Potter Magic For Those Who
Practice It of
Course hehe…
For
Real
Escaping
The Stories
Of Others Now..:)
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I know there’s nothing to be done for getting older but I do enjoy flipping the bird at the process every now and then. I try not to “act my age” when I can.
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