RIP Michael Jackson

Too young. Little children. On tour - I thought maybe this year I'd get to see a show. Not so. RIP Michael. I always loved you.

Work. Wander. Rest When I Can.

And wrap cords around my throat and balls in Bangkok. Sucks when your childhood heroes die in embarrassing ways, don't it? Well, I still think I'll watch the Kung Fu pilot tonight - it's still great stuff. Maybe the episode with Jodi Foster - "Althea". Caine, the ultimate pacifist who can kick ass when he has to.

RIP you crazy old bastard.