The communion hymn in church last Sunday was all people that on earth do dwell, which I cherish

for the lines sing to the Lord with cheerful voice serve him with mirth which is the only time comedy is mentioned in our hymnal I do believe. There's joy and

rejoicing and gladness, but the thought of serving our Creator with jokes is rather rare, and I think it's a beautiful idea.

I'm not sure I know exactly what Joy is, but I do know the one about the engineer who sees

another engineer rolling a little pellet between his fingers,

and he says, I'm trying to figure out if this is more rubbery or more like plastic.

And the first engineer takes the pellet from him and says well

there is there is plasticity to it but there's a viscosity a sort of liquidity too.

And he puts it in his mouth and he says,

and there's a salinity to it as well.

Where did you get it? And the other engineers said, out of my nose. A joke

is a friendly transaction between two persons and even if it falls flat it

conveys a generous spirit. I have four friends who still tell me jokes, three men, one woman, all of them old enough to remember the Helen

color jokes. How did Helen Keller burn her fingers?

She tried to read the waffle iron.

And the light bulb jokes, how many philosophers does it take to change a light bulb?

Define light.

Or the, what's the difference, joke?

What's the difference between roast beef and pea soup? Anyone can roast beef?

And what did the blank say to the blank? What did the maxi pad say to the fart?

You are the wind beneath my wings.

And the double amputee jokes, what do you call a man with no arms or legs hanging on your wall?

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