Long time no blog.
Ever since @hodown stopped blogging, I haven't felt like it much either. Also, I've been busy writing my stupid thesis.
Anyway, last week after hearing the news that MJ died, I headed home from lab, had dinner, and then Eamonn and I got sucked into the excessive media coverage on TV and the interwebs. Around 10pm he said, "Is this what we want to remember doing the night Michael Jackson died?". No. I suggested we hop on the A train and head down to the Apollo, where an impromptu block party had been building since the news broke.
Here are a few of my pictures from the celebration. There was a dance off between the little kid and the old man, plenty of good people watching, and a huge group sing-along in front of the theater where hundreds of people sang Billy Jean, Black or White, and Beat It in unison. Magical.
Anyway, last week after hearing the news that MJ died, I headed home from lab, had dinner, and then Eamonn and I got sucked into the excessive media coverage on TV and the interwebs. Around 10pm he said, "Is this what we want to remember doing the night Michael Jackson died?". No. I suggested we hop on the A train and head down to the Apollo, where an impromptu block party had been building since the news broke.
Here are a few of my pictures from the celebration. There was a dance off between the little kid and the old man, plenty of good people watching, and a huge group sing-along in front of the theater where hundreds of people sang Billy Jean, Black or White, and Beat It in unison. Magical.