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Tonight's playlist is brought to you by the King of Pop, folks.

And shut up, you know you liked some of his songs. I see you there opening the player in a seperate window...

Sure, he was sort of creepy. What with the weird nose from all the plastic surgery and all. But let's face it. We grew up with the Jacksons, especially Michael.

And no matter what kind of crap he's been dished, has been said about him, and he's been through, the man is still just that... a man. He's a son, a brother, and a father.

So set all the ill aside for now, and let's have a moment of silence for Michael Jackson.

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Michael Jackson's life as 'Wacko Jacko'

THE life of Michael Jackson has been shadowed by scandals - including bizarre marriages, revelatory court cases and baby-dangling.

"Wacko Jacko's" public profile began spiralling out of control as he repeatedly underwent plastic surgery to change his appearance and rumours spread about his bizarre lifestyle.

Although he denied buying the Elephant Man's bones and sleeping in a hyperbaric chamber, Jackson did buy and befriend a pet chimpanzee called Bubbles.

In 1993, he was accused of child abuse by a 13-year-old boy who visited him regularly at the Neverland Ranch.

The strain of the legal battle - which ended with him being cleared - led to a prescription drug addiction and Jackson soon cancelled the rest of his Dangerous World Tour to go to rehab.

He secretly married Lisa-Marie Presley the following year and the couple stayed together for two years.

In 1996, Jackson married an Australian woman he met while on tour, nurse Deborah Jeanne Row, and fathered two children with her.

Michael Joseph Jackson, Jr (or "Prince") and Paris Michael Katherine Jackson grew up shielded from the public with veils covering their faces.

In 2002, they were joined by a brother - Blanket - who was born to an unknown mother via artificial insemination.

Within months, Jackson appeared in Germany holding his veiled newborn over the edge of a fourth-floor balcony for the media to see. He later apologised for the baby-dangling incident, calling it a "terrible mistake".

The scandals didn't stop there - in the TV documentary Living With Michael Jackson, the star was seen holding hands with a young boy as they discussed sleeping arrangements at Neverland Ranch.

The same boy accused the singer of child sexual abuse with the use of a sedative - allegedly dubbed "Jesus juice" - leading to the biggest court case of Jackson's life.

In one of his 2005 federal court appearances, Jackson's plastic surgery appeared to have taken its toll on his thin nose, which revealed what seemed to be cartilage on the tip.

He also arrived at court in his pyjamas and regularly ran late for his appearances, some days not turning up at all.

At one point a psychiatric evaluation said Jackson was not a pedophile, but had regressed to the mentality of a 10-year-old boy. He was later acquitted of all child molestation charges and soon after moved to Bahrain.

Jackson's final years were relatively scandal-free, and his children were seen last month without their veils.

http://www.news.com.au/entertainment/story/0,28383,25692875-7484,00.html

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Ever since Susan Boyle turned heads, apparently "Britain's Got Talent" has found a new amazing contestant every single week since.

Last week it was the little girl in the tutu singing, and this week it was some guy who apparently chopped off his nuts to get on the show: Click here to see for yourself, it'll open a new window.

Ok, BGT, this is getting old. Susan Boyle shocked us. Yes, I'll agree there. But enough is enough already. Not all of these people are worthy of the same acclaim and the whole deal is really just getting on our nerves.

Did you know there is a pro beach vollyball league? I didn't. WTF?! Why is there a pro beach vollyball league? Do the players think those watching come for the sport and not really to watch women in bikinis bounce around in the sand?! Seriously!

Although, honestly, as far as weird sports go...

1. There is actually a sport in which runners run a marathon against horses.

2. Wife Carrying requires a man to carry a woman on his shoulders through an obstacle course.

3. Toe wrestling.

4. Underwater hockey.

5. There is actually a world championship for Tiddlywinks.

6. Chess boxing... for the high energy nerd.

7. Cheese rolling! Roll the cheese down the hill and everyone chases it. Apparently someone actually got hurt one year by a run-a-way cheese. I'm not even kidding.

8. The World Beard And Moustache Championships.

9. Pro Mini Golf. Putt-putt ain't just for the kids anymore!

10. Mountain Unicycling. No shit, I want to watch that one!

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1. Crab racing. This would be a wonderful addition to bad porn night... (just kidding, not that type of crabs)

12. USARPS championships.

13. Extreme Ironing.

14. Ferret Legging. You tie off the bottoms of your pants, drop a ferret into your pants, then tie off the top. Whoever can stand it the longest, wins.

I appear to have made friend with a stray dog. He's been coming around a lot lately for about three weeks and everyone feeds this damn thing. He's getting good and fat and that's probably why he keeps coming around. 

Not sure what kind of dog he is, I assume he's a mixed breed of some kind. Big old guy, he is. He stands to about the middle of my thighs when he's on all fours. 

Anyway, he hasn't let anyone get near him, not that many try. A wild dog of that size is not one to play around with, but we all still throw him scraps we saved from our meals. 

But he came around yesterday and was wandering around everyone looking for food when he decided he wanted to play. He starts trotting all over the place... and heck if he didn't come to me and jump up on me! He was licking me and wanting me to scratch him, we even played fetch for a little while with a rolled up towel (that he promptly walked off with when he was done playing). 

I come out this morning and he's sitting there at the entrance wagging his tail when I came out. He followed me to the bathroom, then waited while I went to eat, then followed me all over for about an hour. He still won't let anyone touch him, except for me. And he appears to have gotten protective of me, too. If someone comes near me he starts growling. 

I'm not sure why this dog latched onto me. But it worries me. I was already told not to get attached because when I go home he cannot, under any circumstances, come back home with me. And the boss man isn't fond of him being around anyway, mostly because the dog isn't all the friendly and he's afraid of it biting someone. 

We named him Ragtag. We're still going to work on getting him to be friendlier with us, but at the same time we don't really want to domesticate him, either. Once we're gone, he's on his own again unless we talk the next group into throwing him scraps, too. And I'm sure they will. But still.