For the past three hours I've been teaching myself the Thriller dance. Why? I don't know, but it might come in handy if I ever want to scare the bejeezus out of my friends at my own wedding. That is, if I ever get married. Plus, it's great at parties.

They say you can learn it in two, but I'm mentally lacking so it will probably take me six to three thousand. I'm actually up to the first chorus now.

Oh, and to clarify, I didn't start liking MJ AFTER he died. I started...