Pop culture has been a consistent source of amusement for me, particularly when it behaves as its name suggests: when it "pops" out of nowhere. You know me, dear reader---cognitive dissonance is one of my favorite jokes.
Madder was having one of his verbal episodes yesterday, on the way to the bathroom:
Man Raid, Man Raid---
the Dir-ty Bub-ble! the Dir-TY BUB-ble!
And, dear reader, if Frida coming in November doesn't already make that month extra-special, look what else does!
And also: Myanmar is very much in my mind.
My faith practice asks me to see all these things as "pop."
Sometimes that joke just isn't as funny.
Namaste, dear ones, all.