Distractions

I need something to distract me from the stresses of the day.  Something that will distract me from the perpetual bad news machine that is the American press today.  Something good, wholesome, and nice.

Al Green, Sting, Tom Hanks, Lily Tomlin among Kennedy Center honorees

Okay, it's good that the Kennedey Center is going to honor Sting, but I wonder how the WWE will handle it since Sting's never really worked for them.  That questioning makes this news story not rise to the level of the distraction that I needed.

Kate Middleton and Prince William Expecting Second Royal Baby

News from the royal family has been a good source of distraction for the past couple of years.  The news of the impending royal baby is good, but I need something more domestic to distract me.

Nude Bras for Women Of Color Will Finally Be a Real Thing

And that'll do it.  Wrestlers and royal babies may provide temporary distraction, but boobs will always provide me with something that will remain front and center in my mind.

Indeed.

I Got 99 Problems And A Bra Ain't One

When I wake up in the morning, I usually check my RSS reader for any news that had broken overnight.  As I do so, I am presented with many situations that fall under the category of "Things I Will Never Have To Deal With".  I experience a kind of  schadenfreude type joy when I read about conflicts in some part of the world I have never been to and have no intent on ever going to, problems with having to deal with non-bank affiliated ATMs that might be connected to organized crime, or how to adequately fund pre-school education programs and what kinds of programs that money should fund.  These, and many other things, bring a certain level of joy to me because these are the problems of other people who are not me and will never be me.  I will never have problems like this and so I can merrily mock these people and their problems.

Oh No...the Cyborg Bras are upon Us.

Yep, I will never have to deal with this problem in any context or any way.  Nope, never.