R. Kelly : Like looking in a mirror
Posted on October 3, 2008
Yesterday I was walking down the street when it hit me like a ton of bricks. As euphoria washed over me like urine rain, it revealed one simple truth : R. Kelly gets me. Never before had I been able to relate to someone so easily. Oftentimes, listening to his lyrics are like reading a page from my diary. It’s like he’s singing what I’m thinking. A perfect example :
Mmmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now
If I wasn’t iced up, with a Bentley and a house
I feel the exact same way! Honest to god, there has been many a night where I’ve sat at home with a bottle of Hennessy and wrestled with the very same conundrum. How would they treat me if I wasn’t extremely wealthy? I mean, what if I wasn’t black, handsome, or couldn’t sing? What if I hadn’t had a huge hit on the Space Jam soundtrack? Dammit Kells, you know me too well!
Much like R., I too was recently blamed for something I didn’t do. And, much like R., I too was able to escape from the whole debacle unscathed and with my career intact - while at the same time dispelling any further rumours! In case you didn’t know, R. Kelly gives really good interviews. Here’s a short clip for your enjoyment. After seeing this, there’s no doubt of his innocence. You have to applaud him for answering a question thoroughly, instead of a simple ‘yes or no’. God knows he’s smarter than that! On that very same coin, sometimes I wonder why he’s an R&B superstar and not a world-class lawyer. He displays understanding of some of the more difficult concepts that make most of the population dizzy. I honestly did not know what the term ‘innocent’ meant until he explained it to me. But again, I can’t be accused of not knowing until it’s proven that I didn’t know in not knowing, right? Yeah.
I have some nineteen year-old friends,
Bruno.
Filed Under America, Awesome, Family, Pretty Awesome, The Sound of Music, Why I Don't Own a TV | 46 Comments
Here to make friends? Not me!
Posted on July 9, 2008
I don’t know about you people out there on the internets, but I didn’t come here to make friends. And what do you know — I’m in luck! I think I’ve just found a group of people that I would really like to not make friends with:
Not your friend,
Edward H.