Woke up this morning to the radio message that Michael Jackson has died. Damn.

"Michael who?" the younger of you might say. Well, I still remember the time 25 years ago when the world was young and Michael made songs like Billie Jean or Thriller that are still among the greatest. And was only slightly crazy.
No real wonder seeing how he abused himself all the time. But just now, when he was planning concerts again.
And to make my day complete, Farrah Fawcett has finally lost her battle against cancer. I was expecting this, but still it's just as sad.
