RIP King of Pop

Well I can't say I was particularly surprised by the death of Michael Jackson, but it does seem quite surreal. As a small child he was my idol, as an adult, I abhorred him, whether it be the troubling allegations or his reputation of stabbing anyone in the back including his own family. As a Beatles fan, and in particular a McCartney fan his low blows were particularly cold.

His death is a shame. He was such a troubled person, I can't imagine him ever being happy, except for perhaps in the moment. Many people would dismiss him as a monster, and perhaps they are right. But a vicious dog is typically an abused and neglected dog. For the short term, while respect for his family should be important, perhaps in time we will learn more about the origins of MJ's obvious madness. I think it is an important story to be told.

All controversy aside, the fact that the Thriller album has eclipsed the controversy and held on to its power, speaks volumes about his artistic genius.

I am fixated on the coverage, perhaps in a morbid sort of a way, but really, it has just brought back all these memories of dancing in my bedroom as a kid. I feel as though one more tether to my childhood has been severed, and that I had forgotten it was even there.

Bunnies!

These critters were out back of my building in our highly manicured lawn munching on some clover. I caught them out of the corner of my eye as I was taking out the trash. At first I dismissed them as squirrels, however with a closer look I discovered they were in fact a couple of hares from the wilds of Melrose. I ran back up stairs to get the camera. One bunny is something I occasionally see, but two bunnies at once? It had to be documented. The thought crossed my mind after I was out there that the two might be out on a hot date, so after taking these few blinding shots with my flash photography I decided to leave the herbivores in peace with their fresh salad buffet.

Hope you enjoyed this political intermission!

June, a week gone by already!

I had a very nice weekend, despite spending part of it at work on Saturday. I had Indian buffet for lunch and that sort of helped to make up for it. Saturday night Kate and I had a great summer feast of cheeseburgers, corn on the cob, and potato salad- as close to the way my Mom makes it as I can manage. I even soaked some sliced cucumbers in vinegar, a family favorite.

Kate and I watched "Into the Wild" which was a pretty good film based on the true story of a misguided youth who embarks on a unusual method of dealing with baggage he carries because of a tumultuous family life.

Saturday Kate and I went biking around the Middlesex Fells Reservation. The weather was gorgeous and I think we both had a pretty good time. We saw a large toad scrambling up an embankment, unfortunately I did not think to take a picture.

It should be an early day for me at work tomorrow, and I plan to bike in too so I'm going to cut this short.

The Turtle

Don't question it.... the turtle is there!!