Here is something for the cold, gloomy days we are experiencing: As I cleaned out things accumulated over decades in preparation for moving, I came across the following clever piece. Whenever I see excellence—such as a stunning ballet, a breathtaking piece of art, or a well-written poem or story—I’m spurred on to do the best I can in my projects. The account here is silly but incredibly well-done. I hope it makes you smile and prompts you to do your utmost in whatever task you undertake today. It might remind you of the movie Ghostbusters and make you chuckle . . .
It is with the saddest heart that I must pass on the following news.
Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.
Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, Little Debbie, and Captain Crunch.
The gravesite was piled high with flours.
Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very “smart” cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he still, as a crusty old man, was considered a roll model for millions.
Doughboy is survived by his young wife, Play Dough; two children, John Dough and Jane Dough; plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.
Did you ever notice that in old photos, people rarely smiled? Also, we seldom think of Jesus laughing. The Gospels don’t state that he laughed, but do record that he cried twice. For sure, Jesus laughed. After all, he was human! Imagine his face when he sends Peter the fisherman to catch a fish to pay the tax. Or when the children are climbing up onto his lap and tugging at his arm. Some of his stories are downright funny, although not being products of his culture, we sometimes miss the humor. We can, however, imagine the ridiculous sight of a camel (especially a two-humped one) squeezing through a needle, or of the Pharisees swallowing a camel but spitting out gnats, or of someone setting a lighted candle under a bed. Only someone with a sense of humor would make up nicknames for people. Jesus called James and John “Sons of Thunder” and Simon “Peter” (rock).
When do you think Jesus laughed? Do you think he laughs with you? Or at you sometimes?