There was a somewhat intense thunderstorm here. As I am wont to do, I took a nap.
When I woke up, Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett were dead.
Let the record show that I wish their souls peace.
Let the record show that sometime in the future, I will spill a 40. Just one. They can share.
It also kickstarted a inner debate about the verability of sources. ANd the nature of stardom.
I will share, maybe. One day.
xoxo
>K<