Thoughts of Universal Randomness

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Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Har! Har!

"If you were a booger, I'd pick you."
- Pickup line

I have a weird sense of humor. I tend to laugh at the weirdest things for minutes on end 'til I get tears in my eyes, and people would just stare at me with a mixture of shock/annoyance/amusement. Take for example this particular instance when I was working on an episode for ACTV:

There happened to be a typo in one of the texts that appeared in one of the segments of the show that went, "What for you is love song?" The EP, noticing the error, turned to the editor and told her to put an "a" to the sentence so that it would run, "What for you is a love song?" The editor then, well, edited it. The next day, Henriette came up to me and said that the show was not quite error-free yet as the question now read: "What for you a love song?"

And I laughed and laughed and laughed. As in, I had tears in my eyes as I kept repeating the question out loud.

In the movies, I tend to laugh at the things that the majority of the audience hardly even chuckles at. It's either I'd laugh at things that are too silly for other people's tastes, or I'd laugh at the subtle things that are too abstract for others to grasp.

So I'm wondering, beloved readers, how exactly is a sense of humor developed? It's not as if we were taught as children what to laugh at and what not to. Yes, there are cartoons but I don't think that we got our concept of "funny" from there alone. I mean, how did we ever find Wily E. Coyote getting blown to bits funny as kids? How would you explain the word "funny" to a toddler anyway? Where did we take our cues? Maybe we took them from those who raised us? If that is the case, then we would have the same sense of humor as our parents or our yayas or whoever it is that raised us, but I don't think that that applies for everyone. Besides, parents don't tell their kids that being blown up is funny. It hurts, damn it.

Some interesting thingies on the topic:

3 Comments:

  • At 11:41 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    hi,
    how's vacation?
    previous anonymous

     
  • At 12:36 AM, Blogger Shelly said…

    Hello :) I'm not on vacation, I have work XD

     
  • At 3:41 PM, Blogger Cev Ruiz said…

    cevruiz.blogspot.com

    if you're not too busy at work.

    thanks.

     

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