This IS It

Friday night I had one of the most satisfying experiences of my most recent existence: me and MJ and a whole bunch of amazing music. Yeah, I was there with a friend and a theater full of people but all that mattered to me was that I was re-living a large chunk of my childhood and adolescence in pure bliss. Sitting in a movie theater with a HUGE grin on my face and listening to and watching The King of Pop. That man was the most amazing entertainer. I so wish I had ever been able to see him live. It was incredible to watch him -- 50 years old and out dancing all of his 20 year old 'hotness monster' dancers who by the way were panting -- AND MJ was singing as well. I think everyone who really knows me knows I am not conservative about entertainment, sex or politics but I do have some pretty tight Amish rules about public behavior (unless I'm at The Melting Pot). Those nearly went out the window Friday night because there were a few moments during Beat It, Billie Jean and Thriller where I DO NOT KNOW how I sat in my chair. I wanted to get up and dance so badly. We were sitting on the row with the bar and my little feet were just a dancing and my butt dancing was probably out of control but I had so much fun! Last night in the privacy and comfort of my living room I turned the music up as far as it would go and danced to my hearts content. How terrifying should it be that I still remember the words to Thriller? I guess it could have something to do with the fact that we watched it 19,000 times. Watch. Stop. Rewind. Watch. Stop. Rewind. Watch. Stop. Rewind. Watch. Heaven!