Doctor Who Was With Jackson Believed to Be a Cardiologist.

Well, he's more of a Doctor of Everything, but he does have two hearts.

HI, Dr. Nick!

The reactions and frenzy following any celebrity death still amazes me. His death has little to no effect on me except to make me thrilled I am not a celebrity. But some people are apparently ready to carry their grief forever.

Yeah, I find it sad, but certainly nothing to get torn up about.

Though when Gregory Peck died, I called my mom and said "Atticus died!" I found it sad, but that's about it.

Except for this tattoo...j/k.

So....tonight I had this really stupid guy in my office buying a car.

And he says...so, I'm buying my new car the day after Michael Jackson died.

And I said....well, that's one way to remember it.....
and he says.....'from food poisoning'


And I have not had time to fart, much less read the cellar for my news updates.....and I say...."Really?! is that what killed him?!"
and he says, "they found 10 year old nuts inhis mouth"

So i start laughing.....cuz i got the joke.....and he delivered it perfectly dead pan.....and i said....man...that's great....first one I've heard.......and, great delivery.....
so he just looks at me and says....'yeah....i still think it was because he was taking too many different kinds of medicine.'

so I'm like.....you get that it's a joke right?.....

and he's all like....yeah...but people take too many prescriptions....and....blah blah blah

he didn't get the joke he heard...and took it as though it was really what 'they' said

I'm still tickled

oh man, that's funny :lol:

poor guy. what extras did you sell him?

Just Gap insurance......he had bad crebbits, and was capped on what he could finance.

A friend of mine sent me this earlier today. I think that it is well put, in typical Achewood fashion.

From here...

On the Sudden Passing of Michael Jackson.
Raymond Q. Smuckles
President, Prime Time Records

It’s bad. It’s bad around here. It’s like today was fake. Even the sunlight seems staged. I wish they’d take it away.

When I got the Celebrity Death Beep on my Blackberry, I blew it off as a dumb rumor. That service is good, but I can see it makin’ mistakes. A false headline at, like, The Onion coulda’ triggered it. Michael had an eye on his health constantly. You know that about him. We all know the lengths he went to for health. Dude slept in a hyperbaric chamber. I like my health, but I ain’t gonna go that far, you know? Michael’s health was, to him, a special, magical thing. Something worth machines.

What I think a lotta folks are feelin’ now is a regret. Not regret that a man died; no. They regret that for almost three decades they been mockin’ this guy. This guy who wrote Thriller, and PYT, and Billie Jean. You know who you are, you Michael deniers, listenin’ to your The Cure or Aerosmith. You always considered Michael’s music silly. Not serious. Lame, mainstream. “Popular.” And his life — everyone gets a kick outta’ watchin’ the mighty fall. It sells paper. It makes us feel falsely superior, from our low places. Yet now, now that he’ll never sing another note, you listen to those songs anew —ABC, I Want You Back, Beat It — and you know who he was. Michael had more talent in his little finger than any act today has among four men. Try wakin’ up tomorrow and writin’ We Are The World. See what you come up with. See if you can get Stevie and Tina to come down to the studio, along with Bruce and Billy and twenty other people who cost a whole hell of a lotta money at the time.

Michael was our music. The next time you’re out alone in your car, and Smooth Criminal comes on, it’s gonna mean somethin’ different to you. You’re not gonna change it this time. You’re gonna hear it and think to yourself, “I missed knowin’ his music in the moment.” I don’t blame The Cure. That was your call. The Cure is just out there, like car horns or people who make noise when they cry. The Cure is a choice. When we hear Michael, it is not a choice to feel the beat. It is not a choice to cock your head and straighten all the fingers on your right hand.

His story went out like a light today, and now all we have is his music. He can’t make any more mistakes.* We can’t say anything bad about him anymore.**

R.I.P., Michael. You moved more wax than anybody, player.***

-=Ray Smuckles=-
Achewood Estates, CA
June 25, 2009

* Unless there is something weird in his will.
** I wish this were true.
*** Except: The Beatles (they had a huge head start), Elvis (even bigger head start), and Bing Crosby (40-year head start, and declining super-fast).

I'm just wondering how long it'll be before he's spotted at the local 7/11

that happened yesterday

Or in a piece of toast.

From Mike Yon
 

Verrrrrrrrry interesting ... but stupid.
 

Back in 2002, Michael Jackson was calling then Sony Music chairman Tommy Mottola a racist and a devil in a well publicized falling out. Now [06/26/09], Tommy Mottola's current wife (he used to married to Mariah Carey), the Mexican singer-actress-entrepreneur Thalia has started a Michael Jackson tribute forum on her website. Thalia posts under the username "Lady T" on the bilingual board and here's the link: We all have a Michael Jackson Story

Via the ABC

Michael Jackson called himself the King of Pop. Okay, it was the media that made it stick, but I do think it's a cheat all the same. Like Ol' Blue Eyes. I'm trying to think up a nickname for myse;f that I can pass around too... Answers on a postcard, the judge's decision is final.

Anyway.
I've never been a Jackson fan. Didn't like the way he danced or the way he sang. His voice was too high, his trousers too tight, his pelvic thrusts and crotch-grabbing frankly unsettling. And I didn't like his enunciation. I have more misheard lyrics from Michael Jackson songs than all the rest of my misheard lyrics put together.

For example Annie are you okay as Annie are you walking and Keep on with the force don't stop as Get on to the Post Office. Even when I heard the lyrics they made little sense to me (dance on the floor in a round?)

My teen friends and I assumed he was gay. I judged him on that, because at the time I still thought it was a kind of deviancy. I laughed when he got married - what?! It was so obvious! Looking back I can still see that his style of dress, speech, dance and affectations were signs that something unhealthy was going on inside. It's just that now I have the sense to realise that being gay can be perfectly healthy, and it's unlikely to have been his issue anyway.

Do I think he had paedophilic tendencies? No, actually. I think his monstrous lifestyle warped his ability to experience real love and relationships. I don't think it necessarily translated into a sexual desire for children. In a more innocent time he would just have been an eccentric recluse. Then again, in a more innocent time he wouldn't have had the worldwide success that damaged him/ freed him to behave the way he wanted to.

I'm already tired of the tributes. I've just Sky-plused a load of episodes of Britain's Next Top Model to watch until it's safe to come out again. At least no-one is calling these girls geniuses.