back in the day

When I was young, my dad bought me the Farrah Fawcett Barbie.
I was cool.
The doll had awesome hair, thick eyelashes, and was all around bitchin', except for the fact it was larger than regular Barbie dolls.
So, the only outfit she could wear was the one she came in.
She was the Amazon in my Barbie world.
Those were some fun afternoons.

Under my bed there is a box of cassettes, and among those tapes sits Thriller.
The only Michael Jackson album I have ever owned.
I loved it when it came out.
I would sit in the recliner with headphones on and sing my heart out.
I had a massive crush on MJ back in the day.
This was way before he became freaky (and not in a good way).
A good portion of my bedroom wall was fully decorated with pictures and posters of him.
That is the Michael Jackson I will miss.