Misc-o-Rama
Mondays... what can I say? Mondays are... well... Mondays. I actually started this entry on Friday, but didn't have time to finish it. The weekend flew by just as it always does, and here we are, Monday...
I feel sorry for you, Mr. Jackson.
I feel sorry for Michael Jackson. As some of you may have noticed he's been arrested on suspicion of child molestation. So why feel sorry for him?
There are two options, either he's done something wrong, or he's not. If he has, I feel sorry for him because he is a very sick man, and in need of help. Naturally he should stand for his crimes, that's not in question. If he hasn't done anything I feel sorry for him because people just won't leave him alone. The desire to spend time with children might be just as innocent as with anyone else. After all, children won't behave wierd just because he happens to be famous. Adults will.
In any case, I can't say I'd ever want to be as huge a celebrity as Michael Jackson. He may have money, but I don't think any amount of money can buy him freedom anymore.
Nausea
There's nothing like a little nausea to make your day, right? May I present the collective works of Wulff & Morgenthaler. Click the link, feel abused, keep clicking the "previous" links and go home laughing manically while feeling like someone raped your brain. You like it, don't you? Don't try to deny it! Via K10k.