I’m sure I don’t have to tell you I campaigned a little harder than normal when the opportunity to be in this video came up on my radar.

And I’m only half joking when I tell you the thought crossed my mind, if I would’ve booked it… ‘You’re singing along to Mike in one of his videos.  They are characters, stories, living people who you would be equally hyped to work with, but you’re not topping this.’  Seriously.  I’m having fun, but being in a Michael Jackson video?  The word ‘retirement’ did flash through my mind for a second.

On the flip side of the coin, I also considered how long would be my ego be able to withstand the daily jokes and memes from those of you (and you know who you are) who would send me hourly clips of me jumping around and singing along and getting into a tickle fight with Timberlake.  So from that angle, that certainly would have fast forwarded me to how I imagine the last chapter of my life: living in exile, working as a bartender/DJ at Marlon Brando’s Tahitian resort under the alias ‘Davis Samuels, married to a Filipino girl and raising a couple island kids, and biding my time until some friend of a friend goes on their honeymoon and recognizes me and lets everybody back in America know I’m actually still alive and healthy and I’d made a completely new life for myself.

So, all things considered, I guess it’s good I’m not in this video.