That's a shame Hil. Tiny kitchen = eating out too much. Good luck with the continued search.

I think I would find the whole Mcihael Jackson thing much less obnoxious if it weren't so obvious a personal psychodrama writ public. Like, some shmuck who murders his wife, maybe his second cousin has a press conference once a week trying to horn in on the fame, but mostly it's established in situations like that that the people in the public eye would be just as happy out of it.

This situation, NSM. All those newsies feel like enablers.

Tiny kitchen = eating out too much. Good luck with the continued search.

Yeah. I could maybe deal with the small stove in an otherwise nice apartment, but I need some counter space and something more than a mini-fridge.

ita! move closer. I say WeHo!

WeHo isn't close to anything. I'd also need a new job.

I don't wanna move! I like my apartment -- give me decent cable reception (okay, and a bigger kitchen), and I'm golden.

I really should be getting dressed and going to work, but somehow, NSM.

eta: ita, you could move closer to me! I have crepes, and tequila bars, and good stuff.

you could move closer to me! I have crepes, and tequila bars, and good stuff.

Dude, you're almost as bad as WeHo. Better parking, but how do you exist so far from freeways?

If Los Feliz were convenient to work (both works), I'd ... no, it's not convenient to the beach either.

I could get more spoiled, but I don't want to push things. Off to latimes rentals.

(please let my slumlord¹building office decide to upgrade their wiring)

¹ Apartment Manager's word, not mine.

In the Martin Bashir documentary, doesn't the oldest boy seem to have dark roots and dyed blond hair? I thought the interviewer commented on that.

I wondered if that wasn't for the documentary. Lord knows if I were famous I'd try not to have my children's images all over the place.

Dude, you're almost as bad as WeHo. Better parking, but how do you exist so far from freeways?

Stay home a lot.

Stay home a lot.

::chokes, dies::

I hate traffic lights. Luckily, I only have two between me and the freeway (one, if I'm going south). Hell, only four traffic lights between me and the day job, despite the 35 miles.

Lord knows if I were famous I'd try not to have my children's images all over the place.

I see what you're saying, but one obvious way to avoid that would be ... not letting a camera crew film your life for several weeks. (Or however long Bashir hung around Neverland, I really have no idea.) The masks in public are not a horrible idea given privacy concerns -- though other celebrities seem to manage that without veiling their children -- but I don't see how hair dye would tie in. Seems like it would be easier to just keep the kids off-camera.