Goodbye Michael

I haven’t got much work done with Michael’s memorial going on. What did you think?

This is a little twisted (like Michael’s life) but I was waiting for him to pop out of the coffin and yell, “Surprise bitches! It’s me I’m back! I knew y’all still loved me.” Talk about the best comeback ever…. And it would be perfect timing with his concerts set to start in a week.

I felt like it was all pretty somber, sad stuff. Couldn’t it have been held at an outdoor venue? I don’t know why Kobe Bryant had to be a part of it as well?

Personally, I find caskets to be really creepy and it reminded me how I want to be cremated.

And what was with the E! entertainment commentators speaking about it afterwards? I’m not sure what the other networks did but I found it a little weird hearing from the same dbags that took such pleasure in mocking him, and talk about whether it was right to have his daughter, Paris, speak or not. That’s where I turned that fucker off. Dude is dead, memorial is over. Now you flip to an episode of Cheers that is already underway.

But on a serious note, hearing his daughter speak and his family was some powerful stuff and definitely helped to humanize Michael in a way that Kobe Bryant and Queen Latifah didn’t (for me at least).

This song has come to me. I don’t know why, I’m notorious for misreading things and it probably is about doing too much blow and eating Mars bars, but it somehow spoke to me and my mixed up lil mind.

The Rolling Stones – Ruby Tuesday