apparently, if you Google any particular date...you can find a plethora of useless daily life "celebrations"... and so, over a cup of much needed coffee this morning...killing time waiting for a store to open...I did that...Googled...and this one really got me laughing...today is National Get Over it Day...I had to pause...and wonder to myself...self...who thinks of this shit...now granted...today is also...drum roll...National Meatball Day...National Barbie Day...and National Napping Day...those made sense...if you overeat a plate of meatballs...in the presence of, let's say, a gaggle of 6-year-old girls screaming with Barbies...you would need a nap...but National Get Over it Day?...there's one...should I watch the news...wait for the NY Times breaking news notifications...which come often in staccato during this administration...wonder who we bombed...who we chastised...how many children were collateral damage...and then just shrug...scroll...and get over it...concern myself with some botoxed housewives on Bravo...or how deeply Timothee Chalamet put his foot in his mouth this morning...hey, what are his Oscar odds now...or think about March college hoops brackets...put my hands in the air and give up the urge to scream until I snap vocal cords...get over it...but I know me...I know my nature...and a March Monday morning it not a day I can shrug...and those other March 9th celebrations...I could pontificate about the power of Barbie...but that's so Margot Robbie 2023...with an America Ferrera monologue that was supposedly so girl power...and now looks like a pebble in the sands of Epstein's island...and so as I attempt to shrug...I think of saucy meatballs...which would trigger my Gerd to infinity and beyond...then think of a 4pm nap when the local news breaks...yeah...that's the ticket...the power of napping...to get over it in 2026...
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