Well, unless you live in a cave, by now you are aware that two celebs died this week on the same day: Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett

I was never a big Michael Jackson fan. I liked some of his music but not enough to go out and buy. I loved to see him dance though! He was a troubled soul from early on and only became more so as he got older.

I never believed the sexual molestation charges (he was acquitted in 2005). He just seemed an easy prey for some people. I was sad to hear of his passing. The press is clamoring for details of course. Was he on major pain killers? Was it a drug overdose gone wrong?

Do we really need to know? In the end, he's still gone. All the money and fame in the world don't mean anything in that crucial moment when you meet your Maker. It's a lone journey with no screaming fans present. I hope you're at peace Michael. You deserve that.

I loved Farrah Fawcett! Everyone remembers her "big hair" and that famous poster that sold more then any other poster in all time. Every teenage boy had that poster on his wall in the late seventies and into the eighties. I wore my hair Farrah Fawcett style way into the nineties.

Her fight with cancer finally ended. Her life was over way too soon. She was a courageous lady and will always be remembered for the valiant fight she made for her life. Sadly, Michael Jackson died the same day and she did not get the recognition she deserved because his death upstaged hers. You're gone but not forgotten Farrah. Rest in peace. You deserve it.