I'm a Jinx! Get Me Out Of Here!!

Apparently I am bad luck. Really, Really bad luck.

I arrived in LA, California on Monday evening.

Ed McMahon died the next morning. Ok.......that is sad, we can deal with that.

I leave LA and go to Pasadena for a meeting. Everything is fine.

I come back to LA for a conference on Wednesday afternoon.

I wake up and find out that Farrah Fawcett had died just a few minutes earlier. Wow....that is so, so sad. I watched her documentary. This is kind-of weird that two people have died in LA while I have been here.....

I'm outside on the UCLA campus, during a break, reading and getting a little bit of sun, highly annoyed at all the helicopters overhead.....when.....Dave texts me and lets me know that Michael Jackson has died at the UCLA Medical Center which is right next to me!

WTH??? Three people in three days all here in LA while I am here??? Way too bizarre!

I'm never going to be allowed to come back....or maybe their deaths really have nothing to with me after all.....and it was just their time to go.

I, of course, had to be a voyeur and take a little walk to the hospital just to say I was there.....

A police motorcade escorting we *think* Janet, or at least one of his female family members who was in a black Mercedes crying....(thanks to my co-worker for this bit of video!)

Just looking at the crowd starting to form.


The front of UCLA Medical Center


The police brigade just waiting......