Hello Again!

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I’m back!! Whew…what an unintentional hiatus! So sorry about that. Now where was I?

Oh yes, the King of Pop Michael Jackson died. Tragic. Truly. I’m not being sarcastic. I used to LOVE MJ…back before the skin disorder. Back when he was all “Billie Jean” and hangin’ with Diana Ross. Back when I wore one glove and danced in front of the tv with my mom to the “Rock With You” video with the laser lights and sequin tops.

What? You didn’t. Liar.

But seriously? I just read here that the DEA ransacked that Dr. friend of his’ office today. Apparently the autopsy results hadn’t been released when this was written because Yours Truly heard on the trustworthy CosmoRadio show (on the way to lunch, thanks) that the results were out and the cause was an overdose of propofol…which I’m pretty sure has never been licensed to be removed from the hospital.

But I’m no doctor. That’s just what my mom said when we discussed.

This overdose led to said heart attack, which led to his death.

Dear Dr. Murray (Dr. Friend of Jacko’s),
I would start clearing out my office and pick my Sunday bests to wear in court. I’d also do everything in my power to make myself presentable & lovely in a bright orange jumpsuit. Cause buddy…you’re headed to the big house.

On another note, Farrah finally got her time in between Jackson updates. A very sweet 2 minutes on Good Morning America in which Ryan O’Neal gave tribute to her with his first interview regarding her death. It’s too bad that son of theirs couldn’t abide by the law and be around for all of this.

Richard Jefferson….a new Spur….ditched his fiance at the altar of their “multi-million dollar wedding.”

Except not.

I liked how his fiance, Kesha Nichols, went on GMA to set the record straight. (Can you tell what I watch in the mornings whilst getting dressed?)

Fact: she actually seemed to be alright with everything, he did NOT leave her standing at the altar–he contacted her 5 days prior to the wedding to call it off.

Fact: it was not a multi-million dollar wedding.

Fact: they had broken up and gotten back together several times in the past and Richie just wasn’t feelin’ it. No matter what, you gotta hand it to the guy for breaking it off now rather than going through with it and causing more pain later. ‘Nuff said.

Fact: I’m ready for basketball season to start.

Fact: it’s blazing hot outside and I’m not sure how I’m going to make it through August. Has South Texas done something we need to be punished for? Rain is literally HOPPING over us like a hop-scotch game. And sticking out it’s tongue and taunting us. And singing bad school yard songs that you have to sing when slapping hands with your friends.

Ridiculous!! Now is the time that the people with the rock yards and cactus are laughing and enjoying their ice cold lemonade on the front porch saying “Suckahs!! We KNEW a drought was way overdue. No change here!!”

Let it be known that I’d rather have a dead yard that crunches and stabs the underside of my little feet than have a scene from the scary hyena scene of “The Lion King” in my front yard.

That’s right, I just referenced Disney Animation. It’s one of my loves. Along with cheese, Pixar, bad reality tv shows, and air conditioning.

And MJ before the skin thing. On that note, I’m going to go home, put on my one glove, and do a little rain dance to “Pretty Young Thing” and hope for the best.

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