You remind me of the babe.
What babe?
The babe with the power.
What power?
The power of voodoo.
Who do?
You do!
Do what?
You remind me of the babe!

I just can't stop loving you..

Oh-kay. So, i'm gonna take a quick David Bowie break and switch quick gears into Michael. Michael Jackson. Michael Joseph Jackson. Michael Joseph BeautifulAngel Jackson.
Our Angel left us about 10 and a half months ago (going to be 11 in fifteen days :'C )
I love him with all my heart, and last night I was just chillin' on YouTube watchin MJ vids, and waterworks started. Again. Honestly, with all the shit that happends in my life, I think Michael's death makes me cry the most. And i've had some ruffff stuffff happen in life. I love him so much.
But, yeah, so that got me in the mood to write this. Even if no one looks at my blog.

RIP KOP
RIP PYT
RIP MJJ

<3

Bowie Night.

So last night was the blast-off to my lovely friend Nikki and my once-a-month Bowie Night. So, along with celebrating Gabrielle's birthday and eating cold Chinese food and ice cream cake (!), Nikki, Gabs, and I got all Bowied up and tore up the town! Bowie Night, obviously, consists of listening only to Bowie, wearing c-ra-raayzayy Bowie makeup, watching Labyrinth, and DANCE PARTAYing it up (and if we have the balls, going out all David decked out an' wreckin shit up! hell yah).
So here are some of our picatures. I'm the one with zee lightning bolt, by the way, NikNik's the one in the flannel, and Gabrielle's the one in the orange shirt.
Enjoy, sni-yah-chezz.

Calling Bowie fans everywhere:

Ello out there. I should probably introduce myself. My name is Madeline, and i have an obsession with David Bowie. Not a creepy obsession, hell no. Hmm... well, actually, maybe a little creepy. Uhmmm...okay. Maybe a lot creepy. But whatever. It don't mattah. What's not to love about the man? He's a genius in every aspect of music, he makes women want to commit suicide by his beauty, he has the most brilliant voice i've ever heard, and he's the only man i've seen that can easily pull off wearing a one-sleeved full spandex bodysuit with indian tribe signs. Shoot.
Also, there is a reward for anyone who can find someone who looks as dapper as David Bowie in a mugshot (besides Frank Sinatra, of course). Just sayin'.
Anyway, to all you fans out there, i hope you like my blog. Honestly, though, i could care less if you didn't. It's raining out today, and i'm pretty damn bored at the moment. So, hay. Bowie Blog. WHOO.