This might not make me popular, but I don’t have any feelings about Michael Jackson’s death.  I just can’t make myself care…even a sobbing eleven-year-old in the Staples Center spotlight can’t affect me.

As I watch nearly every other human on the planet somehow react to MJ’s death, I’m trying to figure out why I’ve got nothing.  After a brief period of considering the fact that I might be a robot, I decided that I’m not able to react to Michael because I’m still mourning Heath Ledger.  I must be too numb from that to feel another celebrity loss in a real way.

Just as I came to that conclusion, I saw a commercial for 10 Things I Hate About You the tv series!  Talk about salt in a fresh wound.  What are they doing here?  And how is this even going to work?  Is Patrick going to sing on the bleachers every day?  And when is Kat going to read the “But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.  Not even close.  Not even a little bit.  Not any at all”?  At the end of every English class?  It just makes no sense.  And really, isn’t this in somewhat poor taste?  Can’t you give Michelle, Matilda, and me a little more time?  Or a lot more time.  I’m just now feeling emotionally stable after John Candy’s death.  Seriously.