Make 'Em Laugh

It's not-so-recently come to my attention, about 3.8 months ago, that it's hard to be funny, think funny, act funny, write funny, do much of anything funny during these very, very troubling times. Not that it's stopped me from trying, my friends. For my own amusement, I sing a lot of TV jingles. "Oh-Oh-Oh Ozempik!" plays on a constant loop. So does "The best part of waking up is Folgers in your cup!" I spend an inordinate amount of time re-writing jingles, too. Take the original "Ace is the place with the helpful hardware man." I know, it's already been re-written, replacing "man" with the more inclusive "folks." But I'm not happy with that. Not happy at all. I like my version better: "Ace is the place with the helpful hardware mensch." Right? In this way, I'm doing my best to stay semi-sane during Quarantino. I enjoy singing dumbly. I can't help it. Same goes for plugging in the wrong words. The strangeness continues. Why, just the other day, I believe it was Father's Day, I announced to longtime hubby, "I'm putting the blintz casserole in the office." "It's not going to cook in there," he reminded me. Helpful. in conclusion, here's something that makes me laugh no matter how many times I see it: Donald O'Connor's "Make 'Em Laugh" number in "Singing In The Rain." I hope it does the same for you. If not, you know where to find me.