The Jack Noodle Journal

Michael Jackson died today. He was 50.

I thought it was important to make note of it here in the journal as the future Noodle would look back at this post and remember the date.

It was a weird day. I watched the news unfold on the internet while at work like I did on September 11th, 2001. It was kind of creepy watching all the different sites proclaim him dead when actual official confirmation didn’t come until later in the day. It makes you wonder how accurate our news sources are these days. There was minute by minute updates. Live video feeds from a helicopter above the hospital. My Twitter feeds seemed to have second by second updates and rumors.

Yeah, I know. Twitter, Facebook, Youtube, blah blah, YAWN. Enough already. I am about done with the whole lot of them, but I’m saving that topic for another post. YAWN to the whole internet I say!

I was pretty sad that Michael passed. Before it became official news I was really hoping that it was just a rumor and he was going to jump out and say tah dah!

Everybody loved the “Thriller” years of course. As a kid we were definitely wowed by his moves. I think it’s a shame that all the coverage so far today in what I’ve seen in the media of his life is focusing heavily on his troubled freaky years. The man was a genius folks!

I’m not going to any memorial services and don’t think that I have any of his albums anymore, so I’m not weirding out about it. I’m not playing “Billy Jean” and crying as I type this. I just thought it seemed like an important moment to make note of.

Oh yeah. Farrah Fawcett died today as well. Cancer. So bizarre how she started the day as the top news story and is now bumped to page 2. That’s strange. We’ll forever remember her now dying on the same day that Michael died. Maybe we’ll remember Michael dying on the day Farrah died?

Mr. Baptist, K and G are still at the beach. I am at home alone with the dogs and cat.

Hello! Yes, one of these days I will start posting more blog entries I swear.

I had typed this one out last week, but didn’t get around to posting it. It’s kind of a bummer post. It’s good to include in the journal though as I am still pondering it’s topics. Plus it’s a lot of typing to not make use of. I am in much better spirits this week so far. I may post a part two to continue where I trailed off at the end there.

It goes something like this:

I guess I have been wound up pretty tight for the last couple of weeks.

I have been uncontrollably annoyed as of late. Quick to anger. You know, it’s the same old crap. It seems like millions of little annoyances are joining up into one giant beast and smashing into my skull. I’ve been grumpy, bitchy, and curmudgeonly. Oooh, surly is a good word too. Not being able to get a hold of my bad-tempered unfriendliness feeds my surliness.

I became more aware of my shaky mood this morning when some annoyances dissipated, a couple of Etch-a-Sketch items were shook back up to a clean board, and I instantly felt better.

K just informed me that I needed to cross check the Journal archives because I am again repeating myself about how much of a bad mood I am in. What? Really? Well yeah, it looks like I was writing about being pissed as recently as February. Thanks K. You know how I hate to repeat myself too much here in the Journal.

Well, not to belabor the point too much and create more of a rerun than necessary, I need to calm the hell down, try to relax and get unwound.

I can put labels on most of the things that are troubling me. That’s a good start I guess. Sleep deprived, poor time management, poor financial planning, poor diet, lack of exercise, over-indulgence of spirits, general lethargy and laziness.

My biggest problem over the last few months has been a deficit of creativity. I have been feeling stagnant in my creative expressiveness. I haven’t been making anything.

Oh gosh, boo hoo!

Maybe here lies a chicken or the egg question. Did my deficit of creativity come from a deficit of inspiration or is it the other way around?

I went and saw “Terminator Salvation” with my aunt Gina a couple of weeks ago. I loved going to the movies with my auntie! Boy what a stinker Terminator was though. Really? Another installment of the Terminator franchise? Why? It was one of those movies again where you could totally see how annoyed they were that someone was making them put a story in. The robots (for the most part) were awesome, the explosions were spectacular and the sound effects were ear burstingly cool. The special effects were nice on the eyes. Remember how blown away we were when we first saw the liquid terminator in Terminator 2? There wasn’t anything mind blowing in the current installment. Maybe the movie viewing audience has seen it all now and aren’t impressed with computer effects anymore? I know I’m not.

I left the movie theater uninspired. I felt like I had seen a really cool, instantly forgettable, 4th of July fireworks display (they’re not). This is when I started to ponder again my lack of inspiration…