Uma-Oprah

There are many theories about what makes us laugh. There’s the theory of incongruity; for example, when Olive breaks into a stripper routine during the beauty pageant. There's the position of safety theory: busting a gut while Johnny Knoxville writhes in pain. Then there is the theory of superiority: laughing at Elaine making an ass of herself dancing at the company Christmas party. There are many types of humour: satire, irony, exaggeration, direct insults, irreverence.

Humour is extremely subjective. I liked Letterman’s Oscar hosting. I also have a sick sense of humour and I love black humour—I thought Very Bad Things was hilarious. We have very different ideas of what is funny.

I love to laugh, and there are many of you out there who make me cackle. So, when Christina said she needed to find a new home for the ROFL awards, the wonderful Mrs. Chicky and I were happy to oblige. Starting next month, we will be co-hosting the awards and linking to your favourite funny posts.

So next time you read something that makes you titter, share it with us: send you nomination to metro_mama@hotmail.com. We need more funny in our lives.

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Despite my best intentions, I broke down and watched the Oscars last night (tho' I simultaneously blogged, drank wine, ate cheese, alphabetized the CDs, painted my nails and read parenting books). Here’s my take:

The good: Ellen Degeneres, Mark Wahlberg, Penelope Cruz, Naomi Watts.

The bad: The opening montage; starting the night with two hours of boring awards, without even Supporting categories to break the monotony; Celine Dion.

The ugly: Jennifer Hudson’s jacket. She'll poke your eye out with that thing.

For best dressed I’d say Cate Blanchette. Who’s your choice?