R.I.P. James Brown

I guess it's too soon -- Google doesn't turn up any matches for "I feel dead!" + James Brown.

From the NYT obit:

In September 1988, Brown, high on PCP and carrying a shotgun, entered an insurance seminar next to his Augusta office. Police said he asked seminar participants if they were using his private restroom.

Police chased Brown for a half-hour from Augusta into South Carolina and back to Georgia. The chase ended when police shot out the tires of his truck.

Isn't it kinda a bad idea, if you're thinking about doing some angel dust, to keep a shotgun nearby? I'm just saying.