Monday, January 21, 2013

Michael Jackson Made Me A Cougar

Hey Y’all.

I have to admit, I am one of those MJ fans that practically eat, sleep and breathe facts about Michael. I mean when I was a child, it was kind of my mission in life to know as much as humanly possible as I could about Michael--based on the resources available to a twelve-year-old.


Michael in 1976, possibly only seventeen years old!

Anyway, in a nutshell, I pride myself on my knowledge of Michael Jackson and my uncanny ability to tear a hater down to their foundation over him. Intelligence always defeats ignorance.
In any case, though, I am so used to being in the know about Michael and the Jacksons in general that for about three years, I had made an oversight and only noticed it tonight.
I was having an MJ concert night and one of my favorite shows to look at is the Jacksons Live From Mexico.
And it wasn’t really so much Michael that tripped me up, it was his brother, Marlon.

Now the performance is marked as being done in 1975. I have strongly opposed this based on two things:
ONE: Jermaine Jackson is absent from the lineup. Jermaine didn’t leave the group until 1976 and he was replaced by youngest Jackson brother, Randy playing conga drums.
TWO: During the performance, I noticed that Marlon was wearing his gold wedding band.

This is where things got sticky. I had always believed that Marlon had married his wife Carol on August 16, 1976. Hell, I had even been pissed when I learned that Elvis Presley had died the same date a year later, whining that is ruined Marlon and Carol’s first anniversary.

This brings me back to Michael. In 1976, Michael Jackson became a legal man at the age of 18. Based on this young manly Michael, I have penned at least three eroticas, drawing from his persona in the Mexican concert. It also made Marlon nineteen in my mind.
So I’m watching the show, jamming to I Am Love, when something told me to look up the date of Marlon’s marriage. I don’t know why, but it just came to me to do so.
So I turned and picked up Michael Jackson: The Magic and the Madness, the MJ fact Bible to me.
There’s a section that details all the brother’s first marriages. So I find the picture of Marlon and Carol.
The book said they eloped in Las Vegas on August 16, 1975.
Not nineteen seventy-SIX.
Nineteen seventy-FIVE.

Well I nearly shit myself for lack of a better term. Pardon my French.

I had always assumed that Michael was eighteen years old. It literally made me break into a coughing fit when I realized at oldest, Michael was only seventeen. At youngest, depending on the exact date of the show, he could have even been sixteen.
This may not seem like such a big deal, but it is to me. I’ve always been a girl who preferred older men. I mean WHY do you think I’m hung up on MJ in the first place? It was an idea I had when I was 15, as I upped in age, I would only play Michael’s music/shows from that age on.
Now at 26, I realized it was silly and let some of the oldies back in.
It just kind of bothers me that’s all. I mean…at 18 Michael was legally a man. Could vote, could smoke…could even drink in some states. At 17, he was still a minor under the custody of his mother.
I just keep thinking one thought. If I was out with Michael, at my current age and kissed him on a street corner….at 18, it’d be fine, at 17, it would literally be breaking the law in some states.

I just can’t believe I was looking at him like that. I mean I even giggled when I could make out the outline of his underwear through his pants.

Maybe I’m making too big a deal out of nothing, since if he was alive Michael would be fifty-four years old. (And I’ll be all over him like makeup on his skin)

{I still don’t quite understand how he “dated” Tatum O’Neal when she was 13 and he was older, but it was stuff dreams were made of to me at the ages of 11-16}

But it just kind of caught me off guard a bit and really with Michael at 16/17 in the performance and me at my age, I am in “cougar” territory.

And Michael would have been my little cub. Cause I assume a guy can't be a kitten!

WOW.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Hunting Marlon Jackson....

Hey Y'all!

I am currently recovering from the flu which has effectively kicked my ass the last week or so.
During my recouperation, I found, with much delight, that I was promoted to "Administrator" of the Marlon Jackson Fan Club. It makes me so glad to be a part of a club where people share a liking for Michael's big brother.

There is one thorn in my side with it though. I like contributing pictures of Marlon to the group, and I notice that it's extremely difficult to find Marlon on his own, after 1987.
Alot of the shots I see are of the Jacksons group--in earlier years with Michael, and in later years without--but Marlon's stance is always the same.

In the background.



It's frustrating sometimes. I have to keep reminding myself that back in those days, Michael was the main attraction and not Marlon. Michael was doing all the leads, and Marlon was just singing doo-wop behind him.
Alot of the time, Michael actually obscures the view of Marlon.  Because they are dancing all over each other.
So I'm working at it and trying hard to find as many pictures as I can. I just have to jkind of change my thinking pattern away from Michael, cause there's millions of images focusing on him, and try to find Marlon among it all.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Sick

Alright y'all,

I don't know how in the devil it happened, but after about 7 years with a clean record, I managed to come down with a cold. Like, can you beleive it. I haven't had one in so long and then this thing comes along and hits me like a speeding freight train.

Cartoon Virus Clip Art The germ must look like that!

It really and completely distresses me because instead of catching up on my writing projects--my novel, my Strawberries fanfic, and my multi-part erotica The Lockdown--I am confined to bed. I am so hoarse I sound like Weezy Jefferson and one day, I was so sick, even Michael Jackson couldn't make me feel better! (Perish the thought!)
I really hate it because it keeps me from writing and that's the most important thing to me is my writing.
But I'm about 75% better now and don't quite bark like a dog when I cough.

So I hope to be over this by the weekend so I canj get back to the important things.
Especially my book! Finally get over the "Thriller Hump" and now this!