Thanks To Jerry Holt of the Star Tribune in Minneapolis for this gem: William Gratz (left) and Claire Boucher sat on their houseboat at the Minneapolis impound lot on Thursday afternoon. The young college students built their houseboat/raft with hope of sailing down the Mississippi river to New Orleans.
Elizabeth's Statement: "My heart ... my mind ... are broken. I loved Michael with all my soul and I can't imagine life without him. We had so much in common and we had such loving fun together. I was packing up my clothes to go to London for his opening when I heard the news. I still can't believe it. I don't want to believe it. It can't be so. He will live in my heart forever but it's not enough. My life feels so empty. I don't think anyone knew how much we loved each other. The purest most giving love I've ever known. Oh God! I'm going to miss him. I can't yet imagine life without him. But I guess with God's help ... I'll learn. I keep looking at the photo he gave me of himself, which says, 'To my true love Elizabeth, I love you forever.' And, I will love HIM forever." so that, and...
All right, we should be just about cried out now. For the record, the above played at the bar I work at around 6 and everybody just froze. Servers, bartenders, customers. We just kinda froze and listened. It was a weird kind of sobering.
Jun 26, 2009
Papa Able reminded me this morning of a dream my big sister had circa 1984-5. She was a toddler, maybe 3, maybe 4. And she dreamt that Michael Jackson came to her and gave her money, like some beatific pop millionaire Santa Claus. That's all.
I've recently become kind of obsessed with reading famous people's Twitter feeds. I'm freaked out by the concept behind the phenomenon, and I don't think I could ever tweet myself, but it seems like the perfect outlet for someone who is completely narcissistic and of the belief that everyone cares what they're thinking or doing from moment to moment (i.e. all celebrities). So I checked out Mariah Carey's twitter for the first time today, and this tweet from last week caught my eye. Perhaps Mimi and I have more in common than a weakness for nervous breakdowns and popsicles?
Some German Jews (say what?) are kinda upset about Britney Jean's maybe, possible, new (Holocaust!) film project...I say: BLESSED TIDINGS!!--this is the biggest windfall my lagging Britney(-ish) book project has seen in months. Le chaim y'all! New lease and whatnot.
