confession:

There is still a little part of me that believes that Michael Jackson is alive.

That his death was all a hoax.

It's probably the same little part of me that believes that Nate Berkus likes women.

yummy? yes.

I'm sure you think I'm just being silly and that I am in denial, and you are probably right on both accounts. But whats wrong with a little denial sometimes? Its not hurting anyone that in my dreams I am married to Nate and we are living in a beautifully decorated condo overlooking the Pacific. It doesn't hurt anyone that I think that MJ is moonwalking across the sand on some deserted island, finally free.

Michael, my dear friend, I promise that wherever I am, whatever I am doing, if you are singing...I will be dancing.