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Who is Michael Jackson?
Some dead guy.
Since I'm not a TV / Radio consumer, this little factoid would have completely escaped my attention had it not been for the magic of RSS feeds.Thanks!
The hell you say......I didn't even know he was sick (other than mentally)
Good. The last thing I need to worry about are moonwalking zombies singing "Beat it"
I knew there was something I had to celebrate today...
A couple of friends are staying with me while they look for work (just moved back to town), and one turned on the DVD Viewer Thingy this morning as I was leaving for work. As I was leaving, she commented that she "couldn't believe it's been a year already."For the life of me, I couldn't figure out what she was talking about.wv: pholyz. Yes, yes they are.
Well they are wrong. Michael Jackson died almost 3 years ago. And I still miss him. I even met him once. Man, that guy could knock back a few...
Knock back a few what, children??
Who?What did he do?Oh he was that One Bad Apple dude wasn't he?
Yet, I wonder how many of them realize today's also the 60 year anniversary of the start of the Korean War and also the 134 year anniversary of the Battle of the Little Big Horn.
As long as they've got him properly staked into his casket I don't care about the details.
"Who is Michael Jackson?"A close relative of Generalissimo Francisco Franco.
Michael Jackson was a very important contributor to world culture and a vital adjunct to my formative years (college). I will miss his fat, bearded, bleary visage.He never gave me the Scotch habit, oddly enough. And I like the Belgian varieties, but not nearly as much as Mr. Jackson did.
Latoya's brain appears to have died years ago and she get's along fine with out it.Gerry
Cementary said that relatively few people showed up. They tried to make the point that he was there all year, not just on anniverseries, and on other days there wouldn't be a long walk, delays to park, limited time available to "commune" and less competition with others for your floral display.
Oh, this is horrible news, just horrible (I love that line, from Secret of My Success).Michael Jackson whiffed out on my Birthday last year - and I never noticed the date??!? Now I can never forget the day Michael Jackson died? Ever!?I mean, I heard "Beat It" on the radio last week, and kept wondering what happened to the real words I came to know and love - "Eat it" by Weird Al Yankovic.I hear Michael, and think of the lovely lament to Ben (the rat, as in, actual, rodent-type rat). When the ill-flamed Pepsi commercial is mentioned, I remember Bekley Brethed's Bloom County treatment, with Steve getting the mascara on his chest hair burned off. Ouch.I remember watching the Jacksons and the Osmonds on the Andy Williams show. Andy Williams had the cute French wife singing about Tangerines, just don't take her skiing, she gets wound up about things. I remember the Jacksons sounded great, but that Donny O was cute (kept staring at the on-air camera, instead of holding his position for the in-studio audience.And, naive me, a year ago or so, I remember feeling relieve that we don't have to go through the kiddie molestation thing anymore, since he won't be releasing more albums. I always thought that was a crass way to get publicity.Thank you, Tam, for reassuring me that the guy is still dead. Even if you did inform me that compromised my birthday, in passing. Besides, I think Weird Al does better lyrics and presentation.Grr.
Can we resurrect him now? Seriously, that guy just can't die enough for me.
My grandsons seemed particularly relaxed today. Hmmm...
This is the first time I've seen the word televisor outside the works of Col. Cooper.:-)
I'm with Themadlemming. The men who fought at the Pusan Perimeter, Inchon, Frozen Chosen, Pork Chop Hill, etc. have done more for true peace and freedom on this planet than a screwed up pedophile proclaiming "We are the World". "Lest we forget".....
my local radio station accidentally announced that Michael Jordan was dead, that was interesting
After a year, if he's still dead, all they have to do is dig him up. cut off his head and bury it at crossroads, then rebury the body with a hardwood stake through the heart and he can never come back, never ever. Never, children; he's gone. I promise. Please stop crying and shivering now. Please?
Guys, you missed it! Farah Fawcett has been dead for a year!
Well if he didn't come back on the third day, then he's gone for good.
How can we be sure unless we interrogate him?
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