Ten Laugh Stops Online

Speakers and entertainers are told to leave ‘em laughing. Same goes for writers and people in general. I’m all of those, so I’m taking heed. And when I’m done with this article, I want you to be “he-he-heed” along with me!

This week, Hot Flashbacks, Cool Insights blog leaves one phase of its history for another, moving from an emphasis on baby boomers and onto spirited living and the subtle signals we get right before our eyes about how to make our lives work. In this evolving door, I’m not sure whether I’m coming or going, but I could use some laughs at this crossroads. I figured you could, too.

Since research is one of my passions, I thought I’d put together a Top 10 List of fun places to stop when you need an insanity break, a feel-good respite, or a belly laugh. Bookmark these sites and send me your laugh track!

1. Swami Beyondananda - Steve Bhaerman has been making me laugh as the Swami for two decades. He’s outrageous as ever. Take a flying carpet ride with the guy whose comedy has been called “irreverently uplifting” and has been described both as “comedy disguised as wisdom” and “wisdom disguised as comedy.”

2. Jeff Dunham – He walks the fine line between the sweet guy next door and his politically incorrect alter ego, voiced through his puppets. Jeff’s friends in his suitcase give voice to what we’re really thinking in our heads half the time but would never say out loud. He has single-handedly resurrected ventriloquism and brought it to new heights as a comedic art. Time magazine calls him the #1 most popular stand-up comedian in the US. If you haven’t met his “dummies” Peanut, Walter, Achmed the Dead Terrorist, Bubba, or Jose Jalapeno (on a Steek), you are in for some bust-a-gut moments as you watch video clips on his site or some even more outlandish ones on You Tube.

3. Stephen Colbert – Is it just me, or is this guy his own straight man? Sample tweet from his Twitter feed: “New haircut makes me a more aerodynamic typist. Now up to 10 wpm!” Follow him on Twitter or watch some of his videos.

4. How Laughter Works – One of my absolute favorite sites ever, this amazing article on How Stuff Works covers what laughter is, why we laugh, laughter on the brain, what’s funny, laughter and health, and much more. You’ll learn that the physiological study of laughter has its own name – gelotology. (Is that because when we laugh hard, our bellies wiggle like gelatin/Jello?) This could be the most fun biology class you’ve ever taken.

5. Jib Jab - What’s not to love about a site where you can plaster your face on animated characters and watch yourself boogie and cavort like you were a kid again? Jib Jab’s political videos are beyond a hoot.

6. TVLand’s Classic Shows – I started with “I Love Lucy,” then noticed the whole treasure trove in the navigation bar, many with full episodes available online. Bob Newhart, Bill Cosby, The Jeffersons, the Munsters. Pop some popcorn and don’t get too much grease on the keyboard!

7. A Prairie Home Companion with Garrison Keillor – I think he’s one of the funniest men on earth. In addition to public radio, you can hear MP3 clips of the shows and enjoy a virtual trip to Lake Woebegone “where all the women are strong, all the men are good-looking, and all the children are above average.” If you ever can catch one of his broadcasts dedicated to jokes, don’t miss it.

8. Laugh In – Yep, I’m a nostalgia nut! I thought this was just about the silliest, goofiest show ever, and here are some clips to prove it.

9. Blazing Saddles – I’m not sure there has ever been a funnier movie written, except for—possibly—Young Frankenstein. (Do I love Mel Brooks?) I think I’m still crying from laughing 30 years later! Blazing Saddles was so outrageous in its day, and it still is, debuting in the movies things we’ve never heard before on a soundtrack. Here are some clips to take you back …

10. Saturday Night Live – From the early days of Bass-o-Matic and other outlandish commercial parodies to Tina Fey’s more recent portrayal of Sarah Palin, this show has something for everyone. I still rent DVDs of the early years and the original cast.

Enjoy these laugh stops. Please comment and share some of your own!

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Photo credit: THE JOY OF LAUGHTER © Studio Dreamstime.com

Dogs: Back to Basics

I was born and raised a dog person, but in my twenties, I converted to cats and never went back for nearly three decades. That is, until 1998, when I got Bear as part of the package deal in my second marriage. What is it about “man’s best friend” that can melt even the hardest heart with a cold, wet nose?

For one thing, dogs bring you back to basics in a hot second. You have to walk them, they poop, and no matter how you maneuver, you always end up down-wind from the steaming pile. If your head is in the clouds or you’re otherwise self-involved, a dog will bring you down to earth before you can say red, the color you’ll blush as Fido displays to your dinner guests his ever-present manhood. (Make that doghood). Bodily functions and sex without repression … yes, dogs are earthy, and they keep us honest. They need more care than some babies, but it’s a small price to pay for devotion.

Dogs reflect us. There are those who swear we look like our dogs as we age. (I refuse to look like a Labrador, no matter how handsome Bear was in his prime. The parts I don’t want to resemble? Panting, the dog breath, the extra yard of tongue that didn’t fit in his mouth … and did I mention acting like a baboon and giving monkeys a bad name?)

What does your dog—or your favorite breed—say about you? I used to fantasize about having a St. Bernard, back in the days when I wanted to save the world on a white charger--or at least a potential avalanche victim from dying without a drink. I was raised with boxers—protective, patient, funny.

As I was growing up, our family pooches were Duchess and Lady, whose regal names did not match their pug faces and less-than-Miss Mannerly behavior. Dutch once flew down an open staircase to our summer (basement) kitchen and landed in the middle of the table in a platter of pasta. My sides are still splitting from watching her try to regain her footing in that slippery spaghetti.

Lady pounced on the parakeet’s cage on New Year’s Eve while my folks were celebrating with the neighbors next door. While Lady didn’t nab him (Pete was found trembling under the newspaper in his cage), the poor little guy never said, “Lady, come here” again. In fact, he didn’t talk for weeks. This was OK by me. The little twit was starting to grate on my nerves. We could have renamed him RePete, the way he was stuck in the groove of his scratched Hartz Mountain training record: Hello, hello, baby. Pretty baby, want a kiss? Smack, smack, smack? I could barely blame Lady for wanting to shut him up.

Except for these rare occasions when they contemplate murder, dogs are therapeutic. Labs make great service animals to people with visual or other physical challenges. While I could only ever image Bear as a seeing-eye dog to Mr. Magoo, he served in other ways. He was our comic relief during one of the most stressful times of our lives. I thought my beloved was nuts when he said he had to have a puppy, just as we were getting together. I had two cats! I had an inkling our merger would take place faster than he did. I was right. Poor Darrin, one of the tabby brothers, hid out for two days after his first encounter with a beast six times his size. Eventually, we had 100 percent peaceful coexistence between species.

Purrs on Earth and Good Woofs to All is great any time of year, but our pooch gave us something even better--laughter. He acted so goofy during our worst crises or stressful transitions. Integrating two long-time single people into a couple that involved total uprooting one of us was no picnic, especially carting the Bear from Texas to California. Once landed, Bear made himself at home restyling my shoes, munching my underwear for snacks, or mouthing a chewy like a stogie, perfecting his Groucho Marx impression. How could we be grouchy ourselves?

Bear brought us back to basics, all right. The basics were compulsive routine, companionship, love, and lunacy. Who could live without any one of them?

Homework: Go to a pet store or dog shelter, press your nose against the glass like you did when you were a kid, and notice who and what appeals to you in a pile of assorted pups. Make a donation to a dog rescue organization. Sing "How Much Is That Doggy in the Window." If you like the answer, take him or her home—and don’t forget to spay or neuter.

Fixing your dog won’t do a thing for his proclivities when company comes over. But it will help guarantee that there are just enough people to go around for these four-legged love teachers who worm their way into our houses and wag their way into our hearts.

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Photo: Bear as Groucho Barks. See Bear as Groucho and read more of his doggone humor in a previous post, It Runs Downhill.

My Favorite Dogs with Blogs or Websites

• The Pixelator (aka: Pixel), my god-dog
• The Adventures of Traveling Bob
• Aspen the Yorkie