Woke up this morning to the radio...

[smokingboot]

and the news about Michael Jackson.

I can never work out what happens with this stuff. Felt weird when Elvis died, couldn't believe it when Lennon was murdered, or when Diana hit the kerb, though I wasn't a fan of any of them really. This feels weird too. I was so small watching the Jackson 5, even the cartoon show...I remember this kid strutting around singing ABC...easy as 1,2,3... all smiles and twinkling eyes. There was something macabre about watching his later progress in plastic. But I still feel all soft and weeny when I hear One day in your life.

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[caffeine-fairy.livejournal.com]

Eddie Izzard summed it up brilliantly; "It's as if the X filers finished at 3am on a Monday morning. You just be like, 'But I was watching that!'"