"Humor may be defined as the kindly contemplation of the incongruities of life, and the artistic expression thereof." - Stephen Leacock
So, I've been intrigued by this whole "blogging" thing. A "blog" is actually a web log. I don't understand why they combined the two words and took off the "we". I think it is quite appropriate with the "we", and arranging the letters like so: "we blog". I blog, you blog, we all fetching blog. It's the newest form of communication technology. It's also the newest source of information. FACT: I googled some tax inquiries the other day, and lo and behold, one of my highest sources WAS A BLOG. So, since this blogging epidemic is now pretty much unavoidable, I've given in, and I proudly present to you: The Humoured.
I am HUGE advocate for humor. I see it everywhere. I believe it is necessary for survival. Now, I get to share with the world...or whomever decides to glance over this blog once in awhile...the many humorous events in my life, your life, and your mom's life.
GROCERY STORE HUMOR
Today I was shopping for milk. While in the produce section (nowhere near the dairy section, might I add), I couldn't help but notice an elderly lady shopping with, presumably, her granddaughter. Or great-granddaughter. Or even great-great granddaughter. At that moment, the child was helping her great-great grandma shop for some bananas. The grandma was reaching for some not-yet- ripened, very much green bananas. The little girl widened her eyes and said, "No grandma, you probably shouldn't get those." I'm sure the little girl was worried that her grandma was buying green and not very tasty bananas, but man - YOU KNOW YOU ARE OLD WHEN IT IS SUGGESTED THAT YOU DON'T BUY GREEN BANANAS!