Lost Your Sense of Humor?

It's true, every once and a while it happens. Suddenly it's NOT funny, and neither are you.

How exactly did you lose your sense of humor? Did it get scooped up and thrown in the laundry basket while clearing the floor of 4 odd socks and a stinky sweatshirt?

Or was it a humordectomy? A quick slice, pry open, and pluck it out. The dreaded and painful funny bone removal surgery; never again having to worry about an odd hit to your elbow joint- living without fear and laughter free.

Can you find it under a rock or better yet hiding beneath the sofa? Somewhere between the evening news and Nightline it got kicked under to frolic with the dust bunnies. There's a reason they're so cute, they've been rolling around laughing.

Or is it something you catch like a rhinovirus in the break room at work? You know the place the company says you take a break from working, but really it's just where you admit to yourself that you really have been broken.

Maybe it got stuck in the vending machine when you hit E1 in anticipation of an endorphin rush only to be disappointed when nothing dropped and you realized that the 28 cents left in your pocket couldn't get you anything. Could you tilt it? Maybe knock the side and it would slide down again to be scooped out.

Every once and awhile mine just goes walkabout. When that happens all you can do it wait for it to comeback. Oh, and those black market deals you've been hearing about- forget it. Trust me.