While The Big Easy Waits

Hurricane Gustav has been on my mind all day as it now spins wildly as a category 3 hurricane right in the middle of the Gulf of Mexico.  Right about now, it’s in the exact spot where Katrina was 3 years ago (just 2 days earlier from today to be exact) when classified as a Category 5.  Katrina lost a bit of speed just before hitting land.  No matter what, I know the levees are still no where in shape to withstand this again.  No attention has been given like it should have been by now, so I fear the worst tomorrow.

So, I pray Gustav loses even more speed in the night.  Currently, he is moving a bit slower than Katrina, and the winds are just a bit weaker.  But who knows?  Gustav could pick up speed.

I was glad to see controlled evacuation on the news today, instead of pure chaos which I witnessed 3 years ago….when all of us were just sitting and waiting.  It was also nice to see a focus on pets.  People were being provided with carriers for their animals to be able to go with them this time.  Buses were taking people to Mississippi. Amtrak was going to Memphis.

I sit here now though, as I write this, holding my breath and praying like a school child in a tornado drill….anxiously wanting Gustav to someone magically disappear, so that none of us have to go through this all over again.

1984

I mentioned 1984 earlier in my post about Michael Jackson.  Here’s another odd coicidence I discovered today about that year thanks to the internet.  The Witches of Eastwick was written by John Updike that year.  You may remember the movie which came out in 1987 starring Cher, Susan Sarandon, Michelle, Pfeiffer, and good ole Jack Nicholson.  I mention this because it’s on television right now.  I never knew John Updike wrote it prior to reading the opening credits a few minutes ago.  So, for some strange reason I went to Amazon.com and looked it up.

I discovered he’s written a sequel called The Widows of Eastwick.  It’s due out October 21st, 2008 and picks up 3 decades later.  My immediate thoughts were a sequel to the movie where the 3 powerhouse women will reunite on screen.  One could only hope…

King of Pop Turns 50

Michael Jackson turned 50 two days ago!  FIFTY!

My earliest interest in Michael’s music came during the 1984 Grammy Award ceremony when Thriller took home a ton of awards.  Michael was black back then and 24 years old.  I was 8, just the right age for a chance to sleep in his bed at Neverland Ranch.

In celebration, I looked Michael up today on Wikipedia and revisited his history over the years….from the elephant man’s bones, to Lisa Marie, to Bubbles the chimp and baby dangling.  Ahhh, Michael…I hope the next 50 years are just as entertaining.

Can’t get enough of the King of Pop?  Check out the People v. Jackson page for more bad press.  Did you know that Wade Robson even slept with Michael?  But he claims nothing happened.

Geez….who hasn’t slept with Michael?  Well….I haven’t.