RIP
First poor Farrah and now Michael Jackson. What a sad day.
Farrah was the most beautiful woman on earth. What else can you say? She was.
Michael was one of my first childhood crushes on a pop star. (the other being David Cassidy)
Now I kind of get the grief some felt when Elvis died. I didn’t ever get that before, because I was never a fan. Now I sort of get it. I’m sad. Most of all, sad for those three kids he left behind. I hope they’ll be okay and not raised by a bunch of nannies.
When Thriller came out, I was in pure rock and roll phase, and refused to consider any other type of music (other than classical and opera, but I was raised on that…that’s like grits to a Southerner). So I never listened to that album until years later, when I got over my “rock only” thing. It was pure brilliance and I still love to listen to it.
This has turned into a real shit day. The one bright spot - I ate a fresh cucumber from my garden and it was perfection. Tomorrow we eat squash. Monday, kefir because I found a source nearby where they sell it. Little things like this make me happy.
