Should I laugh....?

Why is it that people take pleasure in others pain? Everyone does it, some just do it more frequently and at a higher level. I'm talking about the everyday normal type people. You may be wondering how everyday people actually commit this terrible joyous feeling. Think about it, think about the funniest joke you know. Ok. Now it's a 99.9% chance it has something to do with the discomfort of another person.
I guess laughing at this type of joke is our way of being happy it's not us. I often find my self saying "Why is this happening to me. Can't anything go right in my life?" But what I don't realize is that things frequently do go right. I just don't say "Why is this happening to me. Can't anything go wrong in my life?" So by participating in humorous joke telling it's the time that your taking a step back and having the realization that things are going good in your life right now. For a moment in time you are the main character of the joke, you feel the embaressment and/or pain of the person, and then you just shed off the feelings like a coat. Which explains why they say lauging at jokes is the best way to release stress. It's just the band aid effect for life. And it works everytime. Try it.

P.S. I just wanted to spread some joy and realieve some stress so....

Things to do in the bathroom stall...
1. Stick your palm open under the stall wall and ask your neighbor, "May I borrow a highlighter?"

2. Cheer and clap loudly every time somebody breaks the silence with a bodily function noise.

3. Say, "Hmmm, I've never seen that color before."

4. Drop a marble and say, "oh shoot!! My glass eye!!"

5. Say "Darn, this water is cold."

6. Grunt and strain real loud for 30 seconds and then drop a cantaloupe into the toilet bowl from a high place six to eight feet. Sigh relaxingly.

7. Say, "Now how did that get there?"

8. Fill up a large flask with Mountain Dew. Squirt it erratically under the stall walls of your neighbors while yelling, "Whoa! Easy boy!!"

9. Say, "Interesting....more sinkers than floaters.

10. Using a small squeeze tube, spread peanut butter on a wad of toilet paper and drop it under the stall wall of your neighbor. Then say, "Whoops, could you kick that back over here, please?"

11. Say, "Boy, that sure looks like a maggot"

12. Say, "Darn, I Knew that drain hole was a little too small. Now what am I gonna do?"

13. Play a well known drum cadence over and over again on your butt cheeks.

14. Before you unroll toilet paper, conspicuously lay down your "Cross-Dressers Anonymous" newsletter on the floor visible to the adjacent stall.

15. Lower a small mirror underneath the stall wall and adjust it so you can see your neighbor and say, "Peek-a-boo!"

16. When you're in a bathroom stall take a Snickers candy bar with you and when someone is next to you, squish it in your hand and reach under the stall wall and say "You got any more toilet paper over there, This side's completely out."

Control your young!

It bugs me so much when your sitting in a meeting trying very hard to listen. But to no avail, because there are little kids behind you running like made and throwing there toys. It always made me think "Where in the world are their parents?" Then I see the kids run over to a couple 5 feet away from them and ask MOM for some cheerios! The parents were right by them and were just letting the little monsters run wild. It made me wonder why? Why were these parents so lax?
Other people have indicated that their parental control/raising standards of their children are ultimately determined by the way they were raised by their parents. For better or for worse. Some are more strict with their kids because their parents weren't strict enough on them when they were young and made some mistakes that could've been avoided. Then there are others, the infamous "meeting disturber," that were forcefully disciplined too much when young and are trying to create a better life for their children. But in fact they are actually doing the kids more harm than good.
A "Happy Medium" must be established for successful consecutive generations to grow up and be great members of society.

What makes a good book a good book?

I just finished Eragon today and I really liked it. I read it in two days. Mostly last night. I was willing to suffer through today on 3 hours of sleep for what? To run my eyes over a million little symbols choreographed in lines on pages? It seems very unlikely considering I had to work the next day at 8 am.
What in the world would make someone this crazy as to stay up until 5 am reading a strange mystical fantasy tale when he hates fantasy in the first place? I considered this for a long time and came up with, what I think, is a really good explanation.
The stronger your emotional connection is to the book, the more you see yourself in the story line. It's a way of communicating otherwise un-communicatable things in your life. Its an easy way for someone else to put words in your mouth, but you get to pick and chose which ones. It's a way to live your life's dream "Soaring in the sky with a dragon" if you are unable to.

Books are the best form of therapy man has ever known.