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It's so easy to perform as a rock star. Seriously, you've got a killer sound system, lights, wardrobe and thousands of people in front of you who already love you and know all your songs.

Les Paul, the man who perfected the electric guitar (Muddy Waters invented it) and invented multi-track recording died today. He is an incredible inspiration to me. He performed into his '90s. I know there's a special place in heaven for Les Paul (assuming that there is a heaven). Even though he won't get the press that Michael Jackson got, he was far more influential in terms of how he changed music. Can you imagine music without the electric guitar? I can't.

I don't really have anything else to say about it, but it only seemed appropriate to honor this great man on his day of passage to the Great Beyond.

Eternal Peace.

No more celebrity cheesecake posts -- I promise!

I hope you found my brief foray into celebrity blogging as wildly entertaining as I did. Lots of stupid celebrity seekers found the site. I wonder what they thought when I indirectly insulted them for searching for "Ashley Greene nude photos?" Actually, they probably didn't think much -- most of them saw that there were no nude photos and quickly resumed their quests. Anyway, it was fun, and I hope that the smart people who read this blog regularly (all 17 of you) found it entertaining. I did lose some Twitter followers over it. Oh well. I have no room in my life (or on my blog) for people who don't get my sense of humor.

Like the "Heidi Montag Playboy Pics" and "Ashley Greene nude photos" crowd, I'm on a quest, and that's what I'm going to blog about for the next few weeks. Everybody's looking for something. It's the fundamental human story, the story from which all other stories emerge, the mother of all stories, if you will pardon the cliché.

Ashley Greene naked scandal pays scumbags like me -- Woot!

First of all, I have no idea who Ashley Greene is or why she's famous, and I'm not even going to go to the trouble of looking it up. All I care is that she showed her boobs on camera, and that means that I can put up a blog post about it and within minutes hundreds of shallow boobhounds will find my blog! Sweet! I could blog about finance or politics all day, and nobody would care. Put up a post about some no-talent nobody "celebrity" bearing her titties, you reap a bonanza on the stampede of traffic it brings.

What can a celebrity starlet's latest moneymaking move tell us about Google?

Hooboy -- thank goodness I still have a small and dedicated band of fans reading the site regularly! If I were totally dependent on Google for traffic, it would be pointless to continue. I think this site gets something like 15 visitors a day from Uncle G these days -- pretty sad. During the height of the election battle last year, the Goog delivered a few thousand a day to these pages.

Oh, how the mighty have fallen!

Heidi Montag will be bearing her big plastic boobs in Playboy, the magazine confirmed today. Another once-proud institution decimated by the toxic pseudo fame so prevalent in our rapidly decaying society.

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Get your credit card ready and head on over to the CharlieHipHop Shop! Put it this way: If you like the stuff I give away for free, you're gonna love the stuff in the shop.

Every once in a while I get in one of these moods where I just want to rock some people. It always seems to happen at the worst possible time. It's a rainy, muggy, stinky day in the City that Never Sleeps, and I don't feel like venturing out into the night with my guitar in search of action and adventure.

I hate the smell of garbage in the summer. Say what you want about the French (and the rich), but at least they have the sense to leave the cities during the hottest, smelliest part of the summer.

I wish I were in Canada or high in the Rockies or Maine or anywhere cool and fresh.

As many of you (well, the 14 or so of you who read regularly, anyway) know, I've been writing about the dollar bubble for several months. My theory is that the value of the dollar itself is a bubble like the housing bubble and the tech bubble. Like all bubbles, this one will pop or be deflated, and it will be ugly indeed. Imagine a world where everything cost a lot more.