I’m pretty sure there are very few people who actually understand why I think certain things are funny. Humor hits me at the strangest times. Laying in a stark, cold sterile room on a rock hard platform getting parts of your anatomy zapped can seem like a place devoid of humor. But, hey, when you have a fire alarm go off with flashing disco lights to the accompaniment of the BeeGees, you try hard not smile. Then there was the day the form went flat and all hell broke loose accompanied by “Jump” by Van Halen, “Cool the Engines” by Boston, and “It’s Only Gona Get Better” by Howard Jones. But my favorite so far was the day the techs took 20 minutes to get me lined up and after leaving me alone in the room to start the zapping, “Dust in the Wind” by Kansas starts to play. Followed by and even more chipper “Tears in Heaven” by Eric Clapton. Only to be followed up with “It’s my Life” by Bon Jovi. Then the sound system just went to silence. If it wouldn’t have been for the warning to not move and lay heavy, I think I would have been on the floor laughing.

I figure most people will not see the humor in this. In fact, I know they wont.