Sense of Humor in Tact

I was trying to distract Steve this afternoon from his ideas about us moving, so I asked him if he'd like to sit down and draw. He took pre-architecture at McNeese for two years, so he always could draw well, although his hand-eye coordination leaves much to be desired now.

I opened up a TV tray and got out paper and pencil.

He was standing next to the couch and said very seriously, “I have this disease.”

I thought, “He sure changed the subject quickly.” (He has been doing that a lot lately.)

“What disease do you have?”

“The disease is called, ‘The-more-you-draw-the-worse-it-gets.’”

I could not stop laughing.