So I munched on an Oats 'N Honey granola bar.
I gulped down a supersized pizza and a bottle of milk and maybe some Belgian chocolates.
Nothing. Now what?
Frustrated with my embarrassing lack of inspiration, I said to myself, "You know what, Blue, do something unexpected. Don't be Blue. Get rid of that mask and don't rant like an ant. You might also not want to announce Blue's Easter Island : The Reboot That Is Really A Prequel. Not just yet. Be humane. Ghostbusters: The Chick Flick is more than they can take, not to mention Batman V. Superman: The Dawn of Depression And Stuff That Gets Blown Up. Be serious if only for a day. Don't talk about movies."
Where are those chocolates? I need my chocolates.
What I wanted to say is... I hope you're lucky enough to find yourselves re-ensconced in your favorite Bora Beach Building surrounded by your loved ones on Easter Day 2016. Your own home will do too, I know. (I always kid when I'm being serious.) Be kind to each other, and think about how blessed you are to share this moment together. The way I see it, Easter Day should not be about stuffing ourselves. It should not be about the stuff we buy and put on our table. It is not a commercial orgasm in space. It should be about us and the people we love. Switch off that phone and forget about ME. Live the moment. We are here now.
Happy Easter everyone.