This tastes like Grandma

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes;
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes;
Silver-white winters that melt into springs...
Mon Jul 20

Honestly, this MCA cancer thing hit me way harder than the death of Michael Jackson.    I guess I just always loved the Beastie Boys and I’m not old enough to remember a time when Michael Jackson wasn’t weird.