And that was Yesterday; and Yesterday is Gone..

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Goodbye Michael..

Goodbye Farrah..

Like Anna Nicole Smith, John Lennon, Elvis Presley, John Kennedy, Princess Di, and everyone in between, you once were, but are no more.

You are gone and I really don't care how or why you died. Anal cancer, drug overdose, an assassin's bullet, old age, or an accident; it makes no difference to me.

I'll remember you for what you were, but I'll not join the media blitz of speculation as to how you came to pass, who will raise your children, or who will lay claim to your fortunes. Because, I know that it will all work out. Someone will care for the kids, and someone will spend your money, and someone will stand trial if you were murdered.

Well. I'm back!! Are you thirsty? I'll feed your body and quench your thirst, but first I have to rest up a bit from the reality of a SoCal visit. So, let me know what you want. I'm just here for you. Want humor? Want to see pictures and hear about my family? Want politics? Want more about me? Want my philosophy? I can stimulate your mind in so many ways. You tell me. But, keep in mind that what you might want, might not be what I think is best for you. And how many of you fell for that invitation to visit the Love Porch? Bet that was fun.. Ho! Ho! Ho! Let's learn about scrap booking while we sing along with PP&M to Puff the.......

I'm heading to the Thought Dock.