dont worry what they think of you

griffith j griffth, benefactor of griffith park was a terrible man

unless you think shooting your wife in the face is ok

all of santa monica hated him for that because she was the prettiest woman in the entire city

which is saying something because hoooo boy.

even back then.

griffith j went to jail for that. san quentin.

even though he used a defense that is no longer legal to even utter

your honor my client was totally drunk at the time.

didnt work for griffith j, and it aint gonna work for you.

weirdest part was, his lawyer, the one who tried that nonsense

had to do whatever he could because the prosecutor was the former governor of california

true story

drunk ass griffith j griffith wasnt even from the golden state

he was a former journalist from colorado who learned about alternatives during

the great gold rush

hauled ass down to mexico where he “found” a copper mine

mined the shit out of it and bought damn near all of the hollywood hills, los feliz

and a big ass house to annoy his hot wife.

like most angelenos, griffith was a transplant who spent money on things like mountains

which were totally impractical back then because you couldnt grow any fruits or vegetables up there

and they were filthy with wild animals who were just as dangerous as a newly rich coloradan with a gun and a bottle of jd.

earl rogers was his name

who

his lawyer.

was so good and so famous that they would later make a hit tv show after him

perry mason

why perry mason?

because earl rogers was from perry new york.

look it up for all i care.

earl had many famous cases including the one of clarence darrow that you might have heard of.

darrow was also a lawyer but he was accused of bribing a member of the jury during a very famous case, the one where these guys were being accused of blowing up the LA Times building which killed 21 people.

earl won, darrow went free and then was accused shortly thereafter of bribing another juror in that same case. earl won again.

but my favorite victory of his was he defended a man accused of murdering his wife and won by asking the jury to think of their own spouses. really think about them. and the jury said yeah not guilty.

afterwards his client wanted to hug him and earl rogers said, “get away from me you slimy pimp, you’re as guilty as hell and you know it.”

which is exactly why you should never worry what people think of you

history will forget almost everything

the only person anyone remembers out of this entire fascinating tale is

perry freaking mason

the fictional version of the late earl rogers who ran all of los angeles for a little while when the mayor got thrown in jail

but earl just doesnt sound as cool in an ozzy osbourne song

 

its almost 7am. still not sleepy

it’s because i had to force myself to wake up to get to Venice for a TWO PM interview.

how will i ever make it through the next 50 years of my life?

when i got there we had a 3 hour conversation that wore me out. not because he wasnt great, he was, we talked religion, music, rent control, he played a tenor sax for me. we talked about reeds and mouth pieces. food.

afterwards i walked along the boardwalk and talked with German in Venice.

i wanted good food but didnt find any that wasnt obscenely priced.

ended up at a Del Taco drive thru. my bill was $10 but they didnt take plastic bc their machine was broke

so they said, how much cash you got. i said $8. They said fine.

also gave me a really large straw, loved it.

when i got home i was exhausted and had a headache. COVID? i had touched a lot of people this week hanging will all my friends. hugs. shook hands 2x today.

so i took a nap. it turned into a very long one. at 1am i woke up and now im screwed. my body doesnt like long naps and loves to punish me for them.

i was awake when the paper arrived and i read this article that the majority of Black people in LA are not vaccinated. so i tweeted out to

@Beyonce

@tylerperry

that we need to do something. concerts? bbqs? raffles just for black folk? free movie tickets? i dont know. but this is crazy.

i know so many people who are in hawaii

the last time i went to hawaii i was broke, unemployed, and unbeknownst to me, about to head off on a journey with a gazillion dollar company that would change my life forever.

not because of the job, technically, but because of what the job did.

it moved me to san francisco

and there i met people who i never thought id meet.

one being a brain surgeon who i dated for a while.

is there anything sexier than a smart person?

no.

learning things triggers a part of my brain that makes my heart beat faster which is interesting because i never really liked school.

maybe it was the context. when youre bowling, which was my first date with this brain surgeon, you dont expect to learn about some of the mysteries of the human condition

whereas in a classroom, often times you cant wait to leave, in part, because you are judged in there. especially me.

no matter what great ideas i would bring to the reading, i almost always had a teacher who would insult me for what i wrote down.

just be yourself is the mantra every kid is instructed. be creative. think outside the box.

but in school i was literally punished time and again for not writing down what jimmy and johnnie and monica would write down. so school was always a bummer for me. even though i loved learning.

anyways i need to sit by a pool for a few days.

i love dares

today a fantastic woman dared me to write FIFTEEN PAGES of something cohesive

and i do owe someone who paid me a few hundred dollars to write something long

about the time i helped build a company and hired most of its people

but ive hesitated doing it because the true story involves

sex

sadness

and life changing change

but it also sets me up as the victim

and i dont ever want to portray myself as that because

well, fuck that.

theres enough victim stories in the Top 40.

probs the best song to come out this year was by that teen Olivia Rodrigo

one reason i love the Good Book so much is, despite everyone being victims pretty much

including God

Jesus is not one.

Even when his disciples wuss out on him and run away and refuse to say yeah He’s my boy

He does his thing, comes back and tells everyone, no it’s cool

just be super cool

im out,

but just be super cool people.

thats a way harder song to sing which is why Christian music blows so bad and it took Black folks to invent Gospel to put some zip into it.

can i write 15 pages, of course.

even if you are like me with ADD or whatever it is

you just write

one page a day.

 

thankfully im tired

even though i didnt get to sleep until 6, even though i woke up at noon thirty

even though i took a nap after dinner

am i stressed? am i love lorn? am i worried the cubs are gonna trade all their good dudes?

did i really break up with my shrink?

did i really make incredible rice a roni with tomato chunks and beyond beef?

am i gonna starve trying to do this podcast?

am i gonna irritate everyone with this podcast?

are the cops gonna kill me for criticizing them on twitter?

between you and me i sent in an application to work at one of the streaming services.

between you and me i set up a Patreon tonight for the pod and it already got a subscriber THANK YOU

between you and me i dont think ive had female companionship if you know what i mean all year. what if i get shut out this year completely?

is this what the Good Book meant when it said his favorite tribe walked through the wilderness

the desert?

will i find water out of rock?

will mana come down from heaven?

i think so too.

partied with friends twice in a week? thanks obama!

everyone brought their lookalikes to os and kims backyard.

i got there at 4 and didnt leave till 1.

justin ordered three of the largest pizzas LA makes.

so many of our friends were there which was funny because os and kim were out of town. only two used the pool even though we all had swim suits

i think we just wanted to say hi hi hi hi to each other and chat because we hadnt seen each other in literal years.

i tried to be funny and start a very dark game

because it was so odd that every single child that has come from our friends is just cooler and smarter and just like their parents

so i said, ok, now lets vote on who is the Worst kid our friends have made.

lots of laughter

i drank three beers.

didnt pee once

hung out with friends

how often does that happen?

plus, I have the greatest friends. so why doesnt it happen more often?

because of me, probably.

Greg was our host. he ordered pizza and chicken wings and we watched Bob Dylan with chris rob and joe z

it was so nice.

i had a beer, which is rare. we talked about old things, new things.

they talked about being dads

chris’s oldest is 30 now.

how is that even possible?

amber was 35.

i am 32.

chris is 19

how does a 19 year old have a 30 year old child?

its that multiverse timeline loki was trying tell us about.

fortunately Bob Dylan is in every variant experience.

we are so not worthy.