On this ship of fools called Life, I am the comic. I entertain folks with funny stories to take their minds off their own problems. I am the strong one, who always manages to look on the bright side, see the light at the end of the tunnel, and all those other clichés. I am made of steel (literally if you count the metal plates and screws in both ankles).
Yet even steel will break if placed under enough stress, and this week, I snapped.
The tidal wave of trouble had been building for some time, and it gathered enough force to wash me overboard. I have cried an ocean of tears lately, and suddenly found myself drowning. I floundered, treading water, thinking I was brave. It wasn’t brave, it was arrogant. Arrogant to think that I didn’t need help. Arrogant to try to go it alone. Arrogant to exclude my friends.
So I cried out. I cried out and you threw me a buoy. You saved my life.
You shared your own problems, so that I could see that I was not alone. You told me I was worth saving, something I’d come to doubt. You offered assistance, you offered friendship, you offered hope.
I can not thank you enough.
Sometimes even comics have pain, in fact most comedy is born of pain. You gave me my smile back, and I can once again see the humor in things. And although Thanksgiving was last week, it was this week that I learned to be truly grateful.
Thank you.
And since this IS a humor blog, I’ll leave you with a joke, a smile and my warmest wishes. God bless.
The Threesome
A fella met an older woman at a bar last night.
She wasn’t bad for 50, they drank and talked a bit, then she asked if he’d ever had the ’sportsman’s double’, a mother and daughter 3-some?
He said no.
They drank a bit more, then she says that tonight was his lucky night.
They went back to her place.
She put the hall light on and shouted upstairs:
“Mom you still awake?”
Posted by Marti @ 
Oh MERCY!
November 30th, 2007 at 4:10 pm
Yes, ’tis a humor column, all right.
November 30th, 2007 at 7:19 pm
Excellent joke! (shivers)
I had a few very rough months recently that left me emotionally drained. Looking back last night, I wrote the following in my journal “Isolation: Noun- The art of being alone when you need it the least.”
Hope you find your way out!
November 30th, 2007 at 7:35 pm
Hi Marti, Just popped over from Peters,
Good joke, I went through a very rough patch 3 years ago, Now I say Keep smiling,take time to smell the roses, for yourself.and if you need help dont be afraid to seek help..
Hope your feeling on top of the world soon…Jan
December 1st, 2007 at 5:56 am
Hi Marti, just remember to “enter the laughter” and I hope everything sorts out real quickly for you, holiday season will be upon us before we can blink.
December 2nd, 2007 at 10:16 am
glad to see you back.
December 2nd, 2007 at 11:02 pm
Hi Marti, I’m here by way of Peter.
A friend in need is a friend indeed and that goes both ways, when you need a friend and when you need to be a friend.
I have had many a hole to climb out of and there has been many a hand reaching down from the top to help and I like to think I have been there for others to.
Sometime we are just to proud to ask I know I have been guilty of that or is it to stuborn, same thing.
Have a great day
December 3rd, 2007 at 10:47 pm
I am glad that you found the support you needed.
The joke was too funny!
December 4th, 2007 at 10:21 pm