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Word from Michael Jackson’s family by way of TMZ is that he’s in “really bad shape”.
I hope he pulls through because the world needs his unique brand of quirky lifestyle to keep everything in balance.
That said, deaths do come in three and so far today Farrah Fawcett passed away due to cancer, my driver’s license perished in the laundry, and that leaves one person left – unless my refrigerator decides to kick the bucket.
At the recent “Take Your Base” run/walk to support the American Cancer Society I discovered why the cure for cancer is so hard to find.
Based off of the race numbers (the blacked out section is the persons race number) the American Cancer Society raises money FOR cancer instead of raising money TO CURE cancer.
All these years people have had it all wrong. I hope that someone can fix this and can finally start trying find a CURE for cancer, or at the very least get people to stop raising money FOR cancer.
My latest Starpulse.com article is up and it covers the Best & Worst of Jack Black.
[Image © Paramount Pictures]
After months of anticipation the day finally came, Baracklyn Cyclones Day!
Baracklyn Cyclones Day being the day that the New York Mets minor league team, the Brooklyn Cyclones, change their name for one night to Baracklyn Cyclones, give away 2,500 Barack Obama bobbleheads and fake out the crowd with an Obama impersonator throwing out the first pitch.
Here’s my Obama bobblehead…
Yes, it’s for sale. $25,000,000.00 U.S. currency in cash up front – that’s $25-million!
It’s been roughly six months since the author of the crazy super signs was fired from his job as super of a neighborhood building.
The replacement super has been able to get the garbage out to the curb without much problems, the lights to the building have been on and the 70-something year old former super who was full of rage hasn’t been tossed out into the streets.
While his signs have ceased for the most, he’s still up to the old antics that the community has known him for over the past many years.
Just yesterday Girlfriend caught him enjoying an impromptu photo op for his “fans”, or at the very least a couple of kids who when they grow up will have tales to tell of the wacky old man who looked as though he always wore a padded bra and definitely wore one glove (just like Michael Jackson) most of the time and used to have his dog ride a quarter machine pony for kicks.
He was telling the kids to get closer so that they could get a better shot – and he wasn’t even asking for two bucks per picture!
Does this mean that the Crazy Super has gone soft?
Nope, he’s just allowing his crank to be focused in more constructive ways.
Just last week I watched him berate a man who decided to park his car at a fire hydrant while he went across the street to eat cupcakes with the excuse of “I can’t park it in front of the church!”
Martin went on and on and on for several minutes pointing out the dangers of parking at a fire hydrant while the driver was off eating cupcakes until finally the driver got back in his car and drove off to find a legal parking spot before going inside for cupcakes - well done Richard Martin, I commend you!