Tuesday, July 15, 2014

A Wicked Sense of Humor

A Wicked Sense of Humor

      I’ve maintained for years that God(the God that I’m still coming to know personally, the Christian God) has an impish sense of humor. I’ve seen too many coincidental pranks in my life that could be explained by that hypothesis better than by any other rational theory I could see. Take what happened to me tonight.

      I’m brushing my teeth and watching TV. I decide to check the local news(which I never do) ‘cause no baseball during All-Star week(I don’t consider the All-Star game real baseball) and I’ve gone through all the Leave it to Beaver reruns on MeTV. So the only news on at 11:00 is channel 5. I almost never watch the local stations unless I need a baseball score, but it turns out Channel 5 is the only station with news at that time. So I go for it. I recommend the Weather Girl on that station, by the way, Libertie Something-or-other, but you can have the others.

      I’m flossing and can’t change the channels without cutting off the circulation in my fingers. I’m a captive audience.

      So the news goes off, and on comes Arsenio Hall! What the Hey! I haven’t watched Arsenio since what? The ‘80’s? And then it was to give the man a fair chance, which took ten minutes. Ronald Reagan was president, for Gosh Sakes.

      Not through yet.

      He came on looking like he did in the ‘80s but not with as much energy as back then. Then he started his monologue, which I can’t recommend. The first two jokes were Peyton Manning jokes. What the Hey! I read Peyton Manning just gave some sick kid his dream by showing up at his bedside or something. What’s so funny about that?

      Then I realized Arsenio was making jokes about the just-ended Super Bowl. This was a rerun from last February! OmyGod! I got to sit and listen to this? For those who don’t know, I’m a suffering Broncos fan for forty years( I skipped a couple of years of suffering in the Nineties.) To top it off, A. Hall had to remind me that the score was 43-8, numbers I had cut out of my brain months ago. God had to be teasing me. What are the chances I catch Arsenio reruns of the day after the Super Bowl on local news? Astronomical!

      I quote Stephen Hawking, who quoted Albert Einstein, “…Einstein never accepted that the Universe was governed by chance. His feelings were summed up in his famous statement ‘God does not play dice.’” But I contend that he does play.mm

      p.s.My second choice theory is that I’m on a an episode of Twilight Zone. If I turn the TV on late tomorrow and any other Broncos Super Bowl disasters are highlighted by somebody like Johnny Carson or Dick Cavett, I’ll let you know, apologize to the good Lord, and pray like Heck for a commercial break.mm