Life, the Universe, and Everything

This is my introduction to the public blogosphere. My life philosophy is this: life is too short not to laugh at every available opportunity. I hope you will laugh with me.

I am 42 years old.  Which, as all 1980s science fiction geeks know, means I am the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything.  It also means that I am ripe for a mid-life crisis.  I have too much self-discipline for a real one, so I have been giving Great Thought and Planning as to how I might satisfy the urge without creating a scandal.  I’ve got a lot of rants built up.  I am hoping this Blog satisfies the urge to spew in a semi-productive, socially acceptable way.

I am a lawyer by trade, and have been for 18 years.  Therefore, I feel obligated to begin my blogging adventure with a disclaimer:

No one knows more than I do what Tragedy and Serious Stuff is going on in the world around me.  For a living, I hold people’s hands through divorces, deaths, the loss of children (both through death and Court action), scandal, prison, and all manner of true victimhood.  18 years of witnessing on a daily basis the worst humanity has to offer has taught me one important lesson: life is waaaaaaaaay too short not to laugh at every available opportunity.  The greatest gift you can give a person is a good belly laugh.  In high school I had a friend that was physically abused by his father.  And yet, he was one of the funniest people I ever met.  (For all I know, he still is.  I haven’t laid eyes on him in 25 years or so.)  I once asked him about that, and he said that when you are laughing you can’t think about anything except what you are laughing about, and so it was his goal to laugh all the time.  

My goal is to make you (and me in the process) laugh.  Having recently run for political office, I know first hand how anything you say in public is subject to criticism.  I fully expect to be criticized for raging about misplaced apostrophes and those people who are turning left on to a busy road but insist on parking their shiny trucks that have never hauled anything heavier than a 40 pound bag of cat food smack in the middle of the road so you can’t sneak by and make a right turn when there are wars and famine and real tragedy going on.  To this I say, you have two choices in this world.  You can laugh or you can cry.  I’m choosing to laugh.  I hope you will laugh with me.

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Donna Reddy September 21, 2012 at 06:00 PM
Looking forward to your posts! Back in the day, the Brudner Home for the Bewildered and related hi-jinx gave me more than my share of belly laughs! ;-)
Tammy Osier September 22, 2012 at 04:11 PM
Lori, my Dad is a prostate cancer survivor (even though there are seeds of it still left in his blood), and he is also in the early stages of dementia. So, I go to visit him as often as possible. One afternoon, after getting a chocolate dipped ice cream cone from the Toccoa Dairy Queen (where they still know how to put a LOT of cole slaw on a slaw dog), we were sitting in his truck thinking of ways to say goodbye. I happened to look down and noticed a Jerry Clower tape dispenser open, looked up and saw that it was set and ready to go in his tape deck. I popped it on, and we sat there for the next 45 minutes and listened to Jerry Clower tell one funny "dog story" after another....and laughed until tears rolled down our faces. I do believe that if more people took the time to do that, we wouldn't have to deal with so many bad attitudes in public places. People don't know how to "be still" and just enjoy simple things anymore. It's sad, isn't it? Axctually, I think many do, they just don't talk about it enough. This is a great opportunity. Thanks for the story.
Lori Duff September 24, 2012 at 05:27 PM
Tammy, thanks for your comments. I loved your story. In a similar vein, One of the longest lasting, most sincere series of belly laughs I can ever remember is my Uncle Walter telling stories after my Grandmother's funeral. I still miss my Grandmother so much it can bring me to tears, but I feel like I got to know her so much better listening to childhood stories about her and laughing so hard. I know that's how she would have wanted to be sent off. Simple pleasures are so much longer lasting than other kinds.
Kenneth Stepp February 02, 2014 at 04:12 PM
Well done Lori. As a blogger myself. I am very excited to read the next edition from you. And you did remind me to laugh. Thank you.
Lori Duff February 02, 2014 at 08:32 PM
Thanks so much! This one was posted over a year ago, so there are plenty more. Don't forget to check out my book on Amazon, "Mismatched Shoes and Upside Down Pizza". Where do you blog?


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