Well, readers, friends, and not friends,
I want you to know I have a sense of humor; some of you may not get it. Sometimes, my sense of humor is dark. My brothers and I can joke in a hospital with someone we know on their deathbed and make them laugh. Funerals were wonderfully humorous to us. If that offends you, I apologize. It is how we, and especially I, cope.
Example: I am lying in an operating room. I open my eyes and see a beautiful anesthesiologist, and the first thing I say is, "Wow, none of the aliens looked as beautiful as you when they abducted me." The medical staff in that hospital voted me as patient of the year. LOL
My brother was a supervisor for a transit company, and someone committed suicide by stepping in front of a train. His comment? "We won't see him walking around in the zombie apocalypse or The Walking Dead (TV show)."
When our mom was on her deathbed, she joked too.
So when you read my blog, and I am having a bad day, I may write something strange to your sense of humor. Forgive me.
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