Celebrity Deaths

OK -- the Queen feels compelled to weigh in on the three celebrity deaths of the last couple of days, and the ONLY thing that has my sympathy is that Gen X may be mourning the loss of its collective youth. (OH BOO HOO)

Start with Ed McMahon -- he was a chummy schlummy sidekick for Johnny Carson, heh, heh, heh. Star search was cool, Publishers clearinghouse was a strange spokesperson gig. All in all, the guy had a good run and was probably worth some coin.

Farrah? ALL the guys loved Farrah in 1976. ALL the girls wanted that flip-banged long-haired look! She shouldn't have quit Charlie's Angels after the first year, because her acting career wasn't stellar after that. But she was a one name wonder - FARRAH! No denying she was beautiful -- even as a 60-something. Anal cancer must have been horrible, humiliating, and painful. We should mourn her death, as we mourn everyone who dies from this disease.

The Queen cannot possibly conjure feelings for MJ's passing. Was he talented? Absolutely. Was he sick in the head? ABSOLUTELY. Did our culture allow him to take advantage of young boys, his celebrity and wealth? Without a doubt. Shame on us for allowing the emporer of pop to go so long without clothing. He's wearing a suit of a different color now.

Overshare

The Queen was not amused when today a quiet, to the point of mute, commoner decided to dump his recent woes at the foot of her throne. This shopkeeper and others like him come together monthly to swap secrets of their trades in hopes of becoming rich someday. The Queen hosts these meets to spread the wealth. Seems this shopkeeper had missed the last meet and felt it his duty to spin a tale of suffering for the Queen's what... forgiveness? ... entertainment? The Queen is unsure...

Alas, the shopkeeper found himself in hospital last month due to internal bleeding. Through self-discovery, he sent the doctors on a search of ruptured piles. "Oh dear!" said the Queen, with an instinctive sphincter spasm, and a certain wince on her face. Yet, on he went to describe his anorectal condition, and on... and on...

"Be well!" said the Queen and tried mightily to escape. The once quiet commoner had felt the power of share, and things in the group may never be the same.