To mark CHF's 20th anniversary, the trusty gremlins at Fort Humane fashioned something special, a season entirely given over to the theme of Laughter. Not “Happiness,” mind you: happiness is smug and bland and self-satisfied. Laughter, on the other hand, runs the gamut: from blithe to bitter, raucous to subdued, fond to angry, knowing to clueless, high to low, broad to pinprick-specific. Its history wends back past Aristophanes and Job (the comedy of suffering, after all) on up through Mozart and Molière, and then right up to the present—please understand that around here we think of Samuel Beckett as one of the funniest playwrights of the 20th century. So, yeah, Laughter, you betcha: we stand ready to pitch our antic glee against any depression the gods seem intent on sending us.