Okay, Now... What Does it Mean?

OK, I'm not really
laughing at the way this
man was dressed (maybe,
just a little.)  What I really
think is funny is the label
I slapped on him
(mentally, of course)
was "French."

What amuses me further:
Someone else could dress
in the same clothes and I
would think the same thing.

Now, what does that say
about me?!  And I think I'm
a person who hates
pigeonholes and labels!

Funny?

Spotted in a parking lot.
At first I thought it was funny.
On further reflection,
I thought it is true. 
It is never too late to do right.
It is never too late to be saved.
Then I thought of people gone
before me.  It is too late to let them
know what they mean to me.
Not so funny, now.
Thank God there's Heaven!

The Joke's on Me!

It's snowing, again!

This is in reference to yesterday's post. 
I think it's hilarious! 

A little mean, to laugh.

Got up this morning to see my neighbor had put their trash out.  It was snowing and I'm not putting mine out!  (See how superior I am?!)  Late in the morning I saw their cans basically buried.  'Fraid I laughed, a little. 

Poor guy came home early and had to pull them out of the snow.  I doubt they'll collect, today!

Is it sympathetic laughter, or that "glad it's not me" feeling that makes us laugh?  I suspect, a bit of both.