Ann Miller died today...

I always liked her. She reminds me of my mother a little and not just because they are now both dead, but she kinda looked like my mother.

When I was a kid and her movies would come on TV I thought it was like my mother dancing, singing, and acting all Hollywood.

My mother never did those things in front of me so I don't know why I would imagine it was her, but I did.

Ann Miller was great in David Lynch's "Mulholland Drive". In that movie she lived in a cool building shot just a few houses down from where my friend Gina lives. We walked by there quite a bit.

And like Ann Miller, that relationship too is dead.

So maybe it's all just a sign... Ann Miller died to prove a point to me.

Why did she have to die to save me?

I would like to tell you what has happen between Gina and myself, but it weakens me to even think about it now. I'm not even sure what happened.

All I know is while on the phone with her, she asked me a series of questions and I completely shut down and didn't answer... She then paints herself into a corner by filling in the questions with her own answers that she believes I am saying when infact I'm saying nothing.

Then it's over.

There is that old salesman thing about asking the customer/sucker the question that is to close the deal and then the salesman is to SHUT UP!... Because the average person hates silence and must fill in that void by talking and that's when a person talks themselves into doing something that they do not want to do.

Try it sometime. Ask someone to pay your rent or even something smaller and see if they don't just do it.

Hell, ask a potential lover of yours if they love you and then SHUT UP... And see where the day goes...

Ask your Boss for a raise and then SHUT UP...

Ask Jesus, "What Would Jesus Do?" and then SHUT UP...

Oh, and Ben and J-Lo are no more... Thank you Jesus!