"Thriller" Michael Jackson

hi

it was 6:23 and i was at cvs with my sister. she was buying blue nail polish not on my toes. it was the same cvs my best friend byran (donahue of boys like girsl) used to work at. and the cashiers were exchanging conversation. "is he really dead?" and the other one said. "yeah, heart attack. michael jackson. dead. whod' of thought?"

i've felt like crying seven times since i heard. i fought about his intergrity and mental being with two people. and i saw him going from abc and 123 to the moon-walking fool in three seconds on the news i watched with my dad as we talked about corrupt arttists and the beatles and radiohead and michale himself like we usually do. poor guy though.

i bet he is already moon-walking with jesus.

or that other lady from charlie's angels is shaking her long mane of hair in his bleached twisted face saying how he stole her thunder.

but he's still the king of pop. he's still the shit. he's still amazing.

i think it's so ironic. his last album was called 'invincible' and of all thigns that man fucking is. he'll never die. no matter what. his heart may have stopped beating and he may look like a woman and he may be in a trash bag in la but he's got his music playing all over the world right now. and even though i'm enjoying saves the day and sunny day real estate right now, michael still owns.

this was a good year for music that is modern and new. but for pop music in general we lost a great factor to all we hear now. so please never forget the poor dude. he wasn't so corrupt as we think. he was still a fucked up guy, but of all things he's michael fucking jackson.

we owe him that.

so perfect your moon walks and grab your single white gloves and hit the dance floor and never forget the man behind it all. and michael: you're not so fucked up. we all are nowadays. we just don't have babies or balconies to co-mingle like you might have.

jaseyray