The Official Blog of La Mott Jackson

Ever receive a friend request on Facebook or Myspace and then say to yourself, “That’s not happening”?. I just did that.

L

Hmm, first Twitter is down and now Facebook is glitching…isn’t there anything better to do in the Philippines than hack U.S. websites?. Like sell underaged daughters for horsefeed and ratty imitation Bo Jackson Jerseys?.

L

I got a Facebook invite to Michael Jackson’s memorial. Is this a joke?. How’s that gonna work?, do I “show up” where I usually would on Facebook, in front of my PC wearing boxers and sipping Kool-aid?. But this is supposed to be a special occasion right, so perhaps I should at least put on socks.

A “virtual” memorial. Isn’t anyone ok with just not being there?. I get that many people applied for tickets to the biggest event of MJ’s death just to say “I was there”, but when does wanting to be part of an event for no other reason than to say you were there stop?. I remember after 9.11 I often heard people say “I was there that day”, really?, did you at least bring me back a T-shirt?, or a piece of someone’s clavicle, ya selfish bastard?.

What do you bring to a virtual memorial of this size?. Virtual beer, cake, bags of ice?. Where do I place the shit when I arrive, and where do I take a virtual piss at so I can look in their virtual medicine cabinet and NOT find the Irritable bowel syndrome medication that exist in their reality?. I’m sure the host will be virtually hot, because if this was a real gathering the attendance would drop significantly if anyone knew that Gilbert Grapes Mom was in charge of this.