Hello all of my wonderful readers!
I just wanted to pop in and touch base with everyone about what's been going on since my last post.
As noted, it did fly to Los Angeles to attend the This is Thriller event at the historic Palace Theatre where Michael Jackson filmed the Thriller short film in 1983.
Me across the street from the Palace and Michael and Ola during the filming. This was my second time attending TIT.
Of course since Prince Jackson was hosting there was a photo op. Luckily I was one of the first ones in line--it ended up being about 300 people deep and one of my friends Jennifer didn't get to even get a pic! Next year is your year!
I also saw notables like, John Muto, Prince's business parter at Heal Los Angeles, Vincent Patterson (the white gangleader in Beat It and a zombie in Thriller among other MJ projects), Tom Messereau, the head of Michael's legal team in 2005. (I cried meeting Tom) there was a panel with some of the original dancers in Thriller and even a jacket contest.
I didn't win the contest as FIVE of us had the same damn jacket on. But one of my friends won--yay Tori!
A few days after my friend Carol and I got to meet with and chat with Taj Jackson for a while before he had to dash off to a business meeting.
I presented him with a custom made Funko Pop that looks like him--he truly appreciated it and was touched by it--and clear the air about a matter plaguing the fandom. The short of it is some crazy chick is stalking both myself and Taj and I had to make it CRYSTAL CLEAR to Taj that this girl is in no way, shape or form my friend or associated with my friend/fan group. Taj said ignore her, so I've been blocking and reporting her every chance I get--she had FIFTEEN profiles following me. For crying out loud I'm the most boring person on Earth, outside of Jackson events.
Now in the meantime while I was balling around Los Angeles, Encino and Topanga, I was in PAIN.
A few weeks before the party, I ordered a new larger suitcase and had hell unboxing it by myself. Threw my back out and didn't realize it. I've been in AGONY for the last about 6 weeks and finally saw my doctor today who asked why the hell I didn't come in sooner.
I was afraid he'd throw me into the hospital or worse, send me for surgery and I didn't want to miss the event I'd waited all year for, scrimped and saved for and quite literally starved for to look good in pics for. So I suffered.
Got a shot in the ass and a script for some heavy duty painkillers. I know I probably should have gone in sooner than I did but I'm hard headed and stubborn. I sincerely hope it helps cause I'm tired of being in pain.
It's affecting my sleep and I already sleep shitty as it is, and I want to get cracking chapter seven of VS cause it's gonna have people clutching their pearls and screaming AW HELL NAW.
Bonus: Video of me and Carol meeting Taj and me presenting him with his Mini-Me.
More to come!

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