Friday, June 26, 2009

OMG. What next, Space Aliens?!!?

I woke up this morning to hear that Farrah Fawcett had passed away. Aussie news was all over it. Outside footy, I haven't seen the media here discuss a topic so thoroughly. Later on the bus, my hubbie sent me a text message saying that Michael Jackson had passed away. I replied, "what next, space aliens?"

When I was young, I was obsessed with Farrah Fawcett, as most boys were around my age. Charlie's Angels came on at 10pm, but my bedtime was 8pm, which proved to be a dilemma for me, but, I managed, as cleverness runs on my side of the family. My obsession had more to do with her husband, Lee Majors, who is from my home town of Middlesboro, KY. When I was a kid, my fantasy was to be a famous movie star, and I thought, if Lee Majors can make it, so can I! After all, he was the Six Million Dollar Man and my first crush. Farrah went on to do Burning Beds, which was amazing. Then, she did this weird painting thing a la Klein/Pollock, which took PoMo Kitch to a level that only Derrida could have understood. Regardless, I have fond memories of her.

My earliest memories of Michael Jackson are of the Jackson 5 TV show. ABC (easy as 1, 2, 3!) is etched into my brain forever. I never really thought he lived up to the craze that surrounded him. However, Rock With You is one of the best pop tunes ever conceived, and Billy Jean is one of the best songs to shake a leg to. I watched him morph from boy to man, then, from man to woman, and in between, from black to white.

Michael and Farrah were strange humans.

When the aliens land, they'll find our planet a little less interesting.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009


In my quest to document every facet of my life, I've opened a Twitter account. Between Facebook, this blog, and now Twitter, I think I have it pretty well covered. Now, if I only had something exciting to talk about...

Speaking of Twitter and excitment, how about those events in Iran? I'm dreaming green, and trying to stay optimistic.

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Friday, June 5, 2009

This weekend...

...has been a long time coming. Finally, three days off. The Queen's Birthday, not sure which queen--there's so many to choose from. The past few weekends have flown by. It seems like I blink and Friday becomes Monday. Bear in mind this speedy transformation of days is happening without narcotics.

Last weekend we made it out of Sydney for the first time since living here...went to Canberra to watch an AFL game. Who knew? It was fun, but short (the trip, not the game.) Canberra reminds me of the area I grew up in, except it is the capitol of Australia. So, it's like the area I grew up in, minus the monuments. As a capitol, Canberra is very quaint, more like a US state capitol than a national one. Speaking of which, I've never been to D.C.

Well, I was in the D.C. airport once.