My mom tells me that I'm funny. I know, any sentence that begins with "my mom" can usually be discounted. But she also tells me that her friends think I'm funny, too. Of course, I don't see this, nor could I pinpoint a moment of my funniness (take that you spell-checkers!) because I'm rarely trying to be funny. Once in awhile I try to be funny with my husband, to make him laugh. These attempts don't work, yet he is often in hysterics over something I said that I didn't know was funny until he started laughing. Most of which I won't reprint here, as these statements tend to be either scatalogical or obscene.

The point here is, I am one of those people who can't be funny on purpose, only accidentally. I wish I was the other way.

I also can't seem to write funny. I so want to be like Lorrie Moore or David Sedaris.

But you can't be what you're not. This I know for a fact.

I may still make you laugh accidentally, and that would be ok with me.

JPR