Charlie's Angel, King of Pop, Stroking.....WTF?

This has been an all together strange and shocking week. It started Tuesday with a mass meeting at work with the big bosses and HR to let the department know that they were turning over our reporting to the department of Psychiatry. Those who know me well, know that I work with a bunch of crazy ass, unprofessional, and incompetent people. And no, I'm not talking about the patients. Needless to say, I'm out. There is no way I'm working for those crazy fucks, and Hawaii is only a few months away. Woo Hoo.

Yesterday was a gathering of friends to remember Dr. J at The Harp. The waitress sucked and was in La La Land, she should have shared what she was taking with all of us. A nice time with great people nonetheless.

Today started out as any other Thursday, except for the fact that I have lost all investment in work, which is not a bad thing. Those people deserve to get fucked in the ass, and it's coming. So as I'm driving east on 90 heading out to bumfuck suburbia where they moved us back in January, a red sedan drives past me in the left lane. I usually don't bother to look over at other cars because I genrally don't give a fuck about other people that early in the morning, but this time I did. I glanced over to see a middle aged white male in the driver seat and what would appear to be his penis in hand, stroking it on the freeway. I am completely disgusted in what I think I just saw and began beeping the horn at him while yelling "you disgusting fuck!!" It was no use, he didn't notice me in his state of masturbatory zen while crusing at 70mph and rubbing one out. Again, horrified at what I had just seen, I had to pass him because he slowed down, my guess is that he was not really concentrating on driving, hence the inconsistency in his speed.

It was like a car wreck, I didn't want to look but I had to in order to verify what I thought I had just witnessed. It was true, a middle aged white male in a red four door sedan, cock in left hand, wheel in right hand, stroking his meat during the morning rush hour commute. This time he looked over at me with a creepy grin and I made sure I yelled "you nasty fuck!!" I don't think he cared and I was at my exit. I am indefinitely scarred and traumatized by this event. Men are disgusting fucking pigs.

On somber news, Farrah Fawcett lost her battle with rectal cancer this morning. A couple of years ago I put her on my celebrity death list but could not bring myself to do it this year. She was a fighter, R.I.P.


And even more shocking news, Michael Jackson a.k.a. Wacko Jacko bit it this afternoon. He was 50 and freakish. I'm going out on a limb here and saying his tox screen will reveal some kind of substances, perhaps some benzos or sleeping pills or both. Thriller was by far his best work. I will not lie and tell the blogging world I was moderately obsessed with MJ as a kid. I sported metalic socks in his honor, attempted to moonwalk down the steet and fell on my ass as my neighbor Shirley laughed at me, and had posters/stickers plastered on my bedroom walls and door. Yeah, I dug him until he started to look like Diana Ross. MJ, your long bizarre fall from the throne is over, R.I.P.....WTF????