Over the weekend, my sister, her husband, webMAN and myself sat around my parents’ living room to discuss our favorite Michael Jackson memories. For some reason, I was the only one who could blab off about 20 different times that Michael Jackson’s music touched my life in some way or another. I thought I would share my favorite ones below. Feel free to include yours in the comment section. 1.
I love great debating. Especially when I debate with a certain someone who really thinks he is providing solid factual evidence on why I may or may not be clinically crazy. About a year ago, Chance and I randomly debated the vocal stylings of Michael Jackson. It was messy to say the least, and resulted in my very first website retraction. See here and here. But the other
I love my iPod. It’s brand new. I lost my original one after working out one day. It was attached to me and then it wasn’t. Crazy I know. But my new one is beautiful. It’s apple green. My free engraving on the back states, “Make a joyful noise.” And I do. I am an iPod singer/dancer and can’t tell you how supremely STOKED I am to have upgraded
For years, I thought dance was going to be my profession when I grew up. Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader, Mickey Mouse Club or Broadway–it didn’t matter–as long as I was dancing. Clearly, I’m not involved with any of those organizations and two ACL surgeries sort of put the kibosh on any serious dancing career paths. Therefore…I have to live vicariously through others. Like the kids on So You Think You Can
I know. You are all disappointed in me. I try to not to have any regret in my life life. I’m typically one hundred percent confident in the decisions I make and stand by them. But Thursday will be haunting me for a while. My friend Catherine had an extra ticket to New Kids. And I didn’t go. Because I’m an idiot. But also because I had a commitment. And
