I had a lot of funny things happen today, but probably the single funniest incident was when SassHat claimed on IRC that she was dying her hair purple.

[23:11] * SassHat quickly dies hair purple, waits.

This says more about the high value I place on #bunnies humor than about the quality of the real-life humor.

I thought hard through my day just now, argo, and though it was a long one (still going!) I cannot think of anything funny that happened.

I made a toddler stop crying, just by smiling at him. That's the only thing that stands out. I really had to force the smile.

I tickled a girl.

I don't think anything funny happened (see post above for my day) although I did have an Australian Army Lieutenant I'm working on a project with tell me about what he did after the Asian Tsunami, flying to Indonesia with four hours notice and setting up a water purification plant producing 150,000 litres of clean drinking water a day. That was kinda heart warming.

I woke up today with my girlfriend getting peed on by her cat. The thing thinks it's R. Kelly.
I doubt anything funnier will happen the rest of the day, but I'll keep you posted.

At a childrens play area, I introduced Perle to a white teddy-bear that was actually bigger than her. I held a bit away by its neck so I could puppeter it, and her face lit up in a giant "should I be scared or should I scream with laughter?" grin, her hands waving all "cheese gromit" and her shoulders shivering with exitment. Little clucks of giggle would erupt from her but she didn't dare approach the bear, and she kept closing her eyes like "omg he's coming to get me! omg!". I made the bear jump toward her and she let out a shriek-laugh so hard and loud as if she had just shat herself. And indeed she had.

In my dream last night, which was surprisingly vivid, James Brown was trying to kill me. I'm not sure what I did to get on his bad side, but boy was he pissed. He chased me around in a golf cart and said unkind things about me to my mother. It was funny.

Jon's bright red feet and subsequent duck walk are mildly amusing...

(and my burnt boobs... *puts on bra very... carefully...*)

James Brown was trying to kill me.

HIT ME! HIT ME!

Ugh, 24 hour hangover yesterday. Nothing was funny...

...except kicking ass at Monopoly. For some reason, that moment when I owned more than half the property on the board, was seriously funny for me.

I tried to cover our (inflatable) pool in advance of bad weather. My idea was to use the other end of the huge tarp I have under it to wrap over it. However, the wind had ideas of it's own. I made about 10 trips to my shed, to find something to tie the ends of the tarp together and cover the pool. Each time I started covering one end and moved to the other, the wind would uncover the opposite side. I ended up "sewing" a nylon rope through the grommets to keep it shut. But I could have sworn the powers-that-be were having a good laugh at my expense.