Thriller.

It's been exactly 65 days since Michael Jackson died. I wrote a retrospective of his role in video games almost as soon as the news hit. Classless, sure. But that's what you do when there's pressure to be timely and relevant for the exposure and potential pick-up from other sites.

I dropped off my first month's rent and security deposit at my new place this afternoon. As I walked from the 2nd Ave stop to the apartment, I heard 'Thriller' blasting out onto the streets. It's strange how differently you hear a song when there's context to it. Nostalgia? I never particularly liked his music -- didn't hate it, but wasn't a fan either.

I wondered if whoever was playing the song was thinking about it too. Over two months, and it's still... I don't know. Something you think about. I think that's all I wanted to say.