*sigh*

[offbalance]

Firstly: HAPPY BIRTHDAY squiddeh & isis_grey  (wonder twin powers ACTIVATE!) 

Secondly: Does anyone have any further reports on plainsong_x?  I've been wondering how she's doing. 

Thirdly: I'm in the market for things to be cheery about.  I'm in some sort of crappy mood today, not really sure how or why I got there, but I'm not really loving it, nor do I have reason for it.  I have a weekend chock-a-block with plans and fun and both WINCHESTERS and Grey's on the teevee tonight.   And a really excellent meal planned.  That plus the weather should have me zipitty(zipedy?)-do-dahing my ass up an down Fifth fucking avenue, but not so much.  I'm pessimistic and cranky and bitchy, and I'm not loving it.

So, short of watching "White & Nerdy" a few more times (which I can't do at work, sadly), I'm looking for things that will make me laugh or smile, in the hopes of breaking me out of this funk, which I really have no right or reason to be in.  If anyone can provide me with something of this nature, I'd be eternally grateful.     

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My father's favorite knock-knock joke

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I know that jokes--particularly knock-knock jokes--don't tend to translate well in writing, but I'll give it a shot (and apologize that I didn't see this post sooner and attempt to cheer you up then).

Okay.

Knock-knock.
Who's there?
Control freak. Now you say "Control freak who?"

Hope you get to feeling cheerier, Shaz.

~Sara

Someone tell a joke..........

[(Anonymous)]

"Hello?"
"Hi honey.
This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?"
"No Daddy.
She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul."
After a brief pause, Daddy says, "But honey, you haven't got an Uncle
Paul."
"Oh yes I do, and he's upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now."

Brief Pause.

"Uh, okay then, this is what I want you to do.
Put the phone down on the table, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom
door and shout to Mommy that Daddy's car just pulled into the driveway."
"Okay Daddy, just a minute."
A few minutes later the little girl comes back to the phone.
"I did it Daddy."
"And what happened honey?" he asked.

"Well, Mommy got all scared, jumped out of bed with no clothes on and
ran around screaming. Then she tripped over the rug, hit her head on the
dresser and now she isn't moving at all!"

"Oh my God!!!
What about your Uncle Paul?"
"He jumped out of the bed with no clothes on, too.
He was all scared and he jumped out of the back window and into the
swimming pool. But I guess he didn't know that you took out the water
last week to clean it.
He hit the bottom of the pool and I think he's dead."

***Long Pause***

***Longer Pause***

***Even Longer Pause***

Then Daddy says, "Swimming pool? . . .
Is this 486-5731??????"

An attempt at humor for the Kimball St flash