a description of the amazing and exciting adventures i have here in baltimore--- and other lies.

 
Miss Virginia struck again.
posted by gregorio at 8:52 PM

 
A few months back, Dave Chappelle did a skit on his show called "Charlie Murphy True Hollywood Stories," where Charlie (brother of Eddie) tells out-of-school-tales about various personalities he has had the pleasure to glom onto due to his famous brother.

One of these concerned Rick James and the good times he and the Murphy clan had with them. From here, we also get two interesting catch phrases, one from Chapelle impersonating the singer, one from the singer himself.

The first "I'm Rick James, bitch" now has 14100 entries on google as of today . The other, "cocaine is a hell of a drug," has only
932, and many of these not related to Rikkie.

The fact that the first one resonates so deeply is that we know that the shenanigans
of Rikkie James are hard core, and now we have our proof. The mantra, "I'm Rick James, bitch" seems to be so true to form, and so self-affirming, as to be understood by all. And, in the Chapelle skits, he does so unapologetically, even after engaging in behaviour which may seem to you or me as marginal, or, at best, unwise. Nevertheless, by shouting his slogan, all is made well, because he challenges you to remember who he is, and why he is. It is worthy of immitation, and I will do this.

From now on, I will say unabashedly to all who would question my actions with "I'm Greggie G, bitch!" Let the chips fall where they may!


posted by gregorio at 6:49 PM

 
I have lived more than a third of my life, but only half-way. I wonder if this means that I am really only sixteen years old? Which would explain much.
posted by gregorio at 2:56 PM

 
So much we hear today is pre-programmed/electronic/disco shit. We never get to hear master musicians play anymore. By the year 2016, the music we know today as the Blues may be relegated to the classical music department of your local record store. Why do you not go out and buy some Johnny Lee Hooker, or BB King? Listen to some blues on a crappy ass day, makes the world better, as misery loves company.
posted by gregorio at 9:52 PM

 
Still alive. Just nothing interesting to say.

"oh, come on, you live such an interesting and fun-filled life!"

yah.
posted by gregorio at 3:33 PM

 
Problematic in the studies of physics and metaphysics is the insistance of the latter for proof, and replicatable proof, at that. However, even as physics aproaches proof for itself it remains uncertain at the very basic level: atomic physics. Here, things are, but simoutaneously are not, matter exists but only for a moment, to exist yet again. We have not even been able to satisfactorily predict both place and time of atomic particles.
I think the grand unification theory may lie in the wedding of the physics we have come to understand and the occult sciences. This may seem strange at first, because the twain do not usually meet. Some of the precepts are the same, and over the course of time I will endevour to reconcile both.
posted by gregorio at 6:02 PM