I have this most macabre new habit...

...of searching for the MySpace pages of people (all, naturally, young) who've just died...and also the pages of the friends and family mourning them. It's really too big to get into now at 2:20am. I don't know why I do it. It's completely freaky and surreal. I just spent tons of time seeking out a 33-year-old race car driver from NJ whose race accident death Thursday made the front page of the Star-Ledger. There's his pics that HE put online. HIS profile. And then there's the messages before he died...and then the memorial messages AFTER his death. It is all just TOO bizarre. The internet has revolutionized even death. It really, honest to God, is KINDA like they're NOT really dead as you sit there and send a message to their MySpace page. And I guess THAT'S the lure, huh? Sorry to have depressed y'all. It IS fascinating, though. Then there's how I'd like to start seeking out killers and gang members online...to try to CATCH them, that is. I read a riveting account of how a Newark cop used MySpace to find one of the execution killers!! I'd LOVE to do that shit!! Yeah, I need to find lighter pre-bed reading material...