I was watching Michael Jackson's funeral last night online and it made me angry. Not at Michael, and not because I know that my funeral will not be big enough to need the Staples Center. I was angry about funerals in general. Angry about their timing. Why do we wait until people are dead to say fantastic things about them?
Growing up without a tv, I never knew what an entertainer Michael was. I only knew the weird stuff in the media.
It has been a very interesting few weeks.
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I'll think about what I would say at your funeral if you would die before me, and tell you now, because if you live to be a hundred, I only want to live to be a hundred minus 1 day....
This is getting close to a fascination w/ obits; reminds me that I need to write my resume. And, I totally love the shark's sentiment but the math is flawed...you may be approaching 100 at the same rate but CAN'T arrive simultaneously.
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