IT'S A THRILLER, THRILLER NIGHT!!!

I'm sorry, Tina.
Lately, I've been having issues with thinking up totally rad stuff to write about.

This morning, I was talking to Andy Chan when the subject of Oprah's 1993 interview with Michael Jackson came up.
I remember that at the time, nothing that had ever aired on TV compared to this event. People from all over the world were glued to their TV sets, thinking that the mystery of this bizarre little man would be solved.
I seem to recall that the only thing revealed was that he wasn't a virgin.
And quite frankly, I'm not shocked.
If you think about it, he was quite the heartthrob in his youth. And with music super stardom there are always groupies. And apparently, groupies are slutty.
So, do the math. I'm sure the dude was "hitting skins" with the ladies when he was 12.

Then, I got to thinking about the time he was married to Lisa Marie Presley for 4 1/2 minutes. Remember when they were all like "I know you people don't believe that we're in love so we're going to have this awkward make-out session in front of a live audience."?
Ok, anyone can make out. It's not like you have to be in love. And I seem to recall Lisa Marie trying to pull away pretty quick.
I don't blame her. I wouldn't make out with Michael Jackson for all the kangaroos in Australia.

Now, Samuel L. Jackson. That's a different story.

Trashy Teen Fiction

Christene never writes on this blog and I'm thinking about changing the name of it to Tina Vs Tina. I think it has a nice ring to it.
Before there were glittering vampires and kids with lightening bolt scars on their faces there were young adult novel writers who wrote a ten books a year and gave them hokey names and pictures on the covers. Before Stephanie Meyer (bleh) and J.K Rowling there were the other writers who made the youth read. And those writers were: R.L Stein, Christopher Pike, Lois Duncan.
I am taking a moment out of my busy schedual to post a blog about Christopher Pike.
It seems as though the youth of my day and age were divided into two groups. People who liked Christopher Pike and the ones who liked R.L Stein.
And then their were the weirdos who liked Lois Duncan but I'm not even going to waste my energy mentioning them...Wait a second...I just did.
Anyways I always found the R.L Stein books a little more on the juvenile side where as the Christopher Pike ones were darker and more evil. They also mentioned sex in them. Of course there were the younger books which were called the Spooksville Series and I never read any of those ones.
Some of my all time favorite C.P books were: The Weekend (where a group of friends go away and a whole mystery unravels), Last Act (kids put on a play about murder and then one of the leading ladies gets shot), and The Midnight Club (terminally ill kids gather to tell tales or horror and they make a pact that when the first one dies they will contact the others).
When I moved from Vancouver back to Surrey I got rid of some books and for awhile there (approx. 3 minutes) my Christopher Pike books were in the togo pile, but I just couldn't do it. I just didn't have it in me to throw those classic gems out.