Because why not, right? I mean, if there was ever a time…
And bright spots keep appearing. Little, faint, far off. But they’re there. So, focusing on those and letting the peripheral stuff just do what it does. Can’t be distracted by it. Although the nagging thought does recur — why the effort to distract? But, again, everything in its time. The answer to that question is not a priority at the moment.
So, for you kids, here’s some things as always. But first, to my lovely guy friends: don’t be worried by the fact that women will sing that Carrie Underwood song “Before He Cheats” at the top of our lungs (ahem). It’s just about feeling empowered in a world that often feels overwhelming. And, admit it, you guys have your fair share of songs about letting that crazy chick who hurt you have it. (“I used to love her — oooh yeah — but I had to kill her.” Look it up.) Let us have ours.
Right, so if the world actually does end Saturday I hope I hook up with Tallahassee if I’m not chosen to depart, as it were. “This Twinkie thing — it ain’t over.” Either way, I’ll be down on Ohio Drive playing a double header with some of my favorite people in the world. And jello shots, or so I hear. Not a bad way to spend your last few hours assuming you are one of the elect.
I know Tina Fey takes some heat for her portrayal of Sarah Palin (or, depending on your point of view, is AWESOME for it), and personally I don’t understand why both of them aren’t respected and admired as accomplished women (looking at you Tina), but these are pretty great. Even though Liz and I were just saying how Kristin Wiig is probably funnier, Tina’s a tremendous writer. Also, Sarah Palin’s really not evil. I’m kinda tired of the line. Chris Rock is so right. “Women hate women.” This is just wonderful.
Finally, again per a conversation with Liz, is anyone really shocked by this? I thought his proclivities were pretty well established. I don’t know man. I try not to judge women for sticking around. But damn, I know this is hard on Maria Shriver and the kids. That much is for sure.
UPDATE: per the lunch run, you know how there are some songs that you listen to for a while, move on to something else and then they randomly hit you again and, because they still sound marvelous and wonderful, you know it’s love? Yeah, so do I.