Wednesday, 7 March 2001


 Today I went across the street to Union Station to grab lunch and I saw one of those people with layered, permed, & frosted hair with one of those black leather jackets with the fringe, ala Bon Jovi circa 1986-7. I love that this sort of thing still exists, for my amusement of course. And I was doubly surprised to see this sort of thing in the city. Where I grew up, that's another story. I imagine mullets still reign supreme there. I don't even think I can begin to explain how much I used to love Michael Jackson and Thriller. But this is downright scary. Ick. What the hell happened to him? 

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