Michael Jackson's Garage Sale Will Be at #3 Circle of Hell, Just Past Sociopath Drive

Michael Jackson's is selling what he deems to be the excess from past success at a public auction in April.

I suggest booster shots before attending. For everything.

Kwame Kilpatrick, Public Enemy Has Some Lyrics For You

I was not surprised when Kwame Kilpatrick:

• First ran for Mayor of Detroit, because was going to be term-limited, and in an odd year, his mother's campaign structure had nothing else to do;
• Was first elected, because America's First Hip-Hop Mayor was too irresistible for the voters to pass up;
• Was re-elected in 2005, because he was running a different race -- yes, that has multiple meanings -- than Freeman Hendrix;
• Was finally caught, because he'd believed his own hype;
• Initially denied everything, because he still believed his own hype;
• Still considered himself a victim, because narcissists do that;
• Complained about his jail time, because of all the above;
• And, finally, scored a sweet gig, regardless of his boss' supposed short leash (which all 2009 wage slaves have) because money and politics make the world go 'round.

As I like to say, know that we know what the players in that hiring are, it's just that the price as finally been set.

The one thing I was surprised by: how did he do all that texting with those big, beefy ex-lineman fingers.

Remarkable. All of it.

Life is the Journey, Not the Destination

Yesterday (January 18) was my birthday, and with the holiday and the inauguration on tap, it's a good time to keep things in perspective. So, let's put the late, great Randy Pausch lecture up here, just so it's easy to get to:

Yo, Happy New Year, Everyone

No offense, 2008, but don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way out.

Welcome, 2009. Let's all do everything we can to make it a great one.

You, too, banks.

Cheers to you all.

Enjoy the video from Times Square here.

Fried Pieces of Dough are Always a Winner

I just realized: for the record, I've eaten 7 doughnuts today.

Three Krispy Kremes for breakfast.

Two in the afternoon, and two for dessert, from Franklin Cider Mill.

Homer would be so proud.