This Easter, my brain feels split in two: with one part warbling In your Easter bonnetttt a la Judy in Easter Parade, and the other part researching the Easter eggs in Beyonce’s newest album Cowboy Carter (hello Dolly! hey Willy! Wait, is that a Beach Boys sampling??).

Either way, finding my way through this pop culture landscape has me tired and weary. I don’t know how to feel about anything… and you know it’s hopeless when I waffle back and forth on Sarah Sherman’s latest Weekend Update foray as Central Park’s beloved owl Flaco’s grieving widow (say that five times fast). Here it is for you to ponder as well:

OK it is pretty funny, but also who? Anyway, the Chair will be back next week, Beyonce and Judy still in tow, and new pop culture and politics to consider and reconsider. Or we just give it all up like Lizzo (what is THAT about?). Till then…