I try to not force a smile. If it made me look like Mona Lisa and made everyone wonder whether or not I'd just had the best orgasm ever, that'd be one thing. But it doesn't. It makes me look constipated.
The other night, on America's Got Talent a comedian opened with
"If you're going to pee in the pool (full voice, pause),
and hope to get away with it (almost as an aside, pause),
you should probably *be* in the pool."
I just realized: the beats are the same as Jeff Foxworthy's "You might be a redneck".
I've been laughing off and on ever since. Things like that amuse me. I store them up for when I need them, and keep them until the effect wears off. By the time it wears off, I'll get a new one.
Other go-to's: animals, baby animals, little kids, the candor of old people--omg, old people are a riot!--flowers, art, cool bugs, a good meme, Sarah Palin in a Snow White caricature with her cronies as the Seven Dwarves...
MM
"Our past is a story existing only in our minds. Look, analyze, understand, and forgive. Then, as quickly as possible, chuck it." ~ Marianne Williamson