Three This Week R.I.P.

Ed, Farrah, Michael all gone.

Ed Mcmahon lived a long life. I think he was just tired. He laughed so many nights, sometimes the jokes Johnny told were not so good but Ed’s laugh made them funny. He infected us with his laughter. He was called “The human laugh-track” for a good reason. I don’t think he was able to laugh as much the last few years. For Ed, the pain is gone. I’m sure he is laughing again, right next to Johnny.

Farrah, that poster, what more can I say. She once said that she didn’t like that poster because her teeth didn’t look good. I think I speak for every man when I say, “Teeth??” She had a hard time after a season of Charlie’s Angels. She wanted to prove she was more than “that blond from the poster.” She did make a few good movies. The best one, in my opinion was “The Burning Bed.” It was as far from Charlie’s Angels and that poster as she could get and she did great. It was sad to hear that she was too weak at the end to marry Ryan O’Neal. Heaven has opened the gates for an Angel.

 

Michael Jackson always struck me as a very insecure guy. Fame is not all it’s cracked up to be.

Warning: Rush Quote “Limelight”

Cast in this unlikely role,
Ill-equipped to act
With insufficient tact
One must put up barriers
To keep oneself intact

Michael never seemed to really like himself. Maybe he saw the “Man in the Mirror” and wanted to be someone else. He was hounded and vilified for being different. I find it funny that all the news programs, magazines and papers are tripping over each other with tributes to him, now that he’s dead. In life, they hated him.

Warning: John Lennon Quote “Nobody Loves You”

Everybody loves you when you’re six foot in the ground

I was never his biggest fan but he had a few songs I really liked and Wow! the guy could move. Take care Michael, when you get to heaven “It don’t matter if you’re black or white”

I Love a challenge or I’m a glutton for Punishment

I sent a resume off on Friday. I’ve been retired for seven years but I sometimes miss the challenge of trying to get an SQL statement just right or make a report show just what it should or figure out how to import data from an old monster sitting in a server room three stories underground somewhere.

I don’t know if I’ll even get an interview but the great thing is that I don’t need the job to survive. The big thing I worry about is if I was to start working, it would all come back. I mean the long hours, the pots of coffee, endless rewrites of databases and Crystal reports.

Actually, come to think of it, those would be the good things about working.

Sad, Happy, Sad, Really, Really Sad

Monday night I went to bed and left my laptop on converting and burning a DVD. I got up in the morning and when I pressed a key to turn my screen back on I was greeted by a techno colour pattern on the screen. Ctrl alt del didn’t do anything so I held the power button down to turn it off. Problem was it didn’t turn back on. (Sad) After trying several things (remove hd and reset, remove battery and reset, remove ram and reset), it came back to life and all was good. (Happy) Today, I was in the middle of reading something on the web when my screen went crazy. Flashing colours and such. I held the power button down and turned it off. It wouldn’t boot back up. (Sad) I tried everything again several times and in different combinations and it still won’t boot. I think it may be dead. (Really, Really Sad)