The extremely occasional blog of Colleen Lindsay, professional nerd, cat herder, publishing optimist, and sartorial tragedy.
"The term Jumbo Shrimp has always amazed me. What is a Jumbo Shrimp? I mean, it's like Military Intelligence - the words don't go together, man."
How sad. I loved him!
He was nuts. This is a loss.
Such a loss. I loved his anti-establishment views on life and unscripted sense of humor.
My father had an extensive record collection, everything from bing crosby to rolling stones to show tunes to comedy. I don't think I was more than six the first time I heard him put George (the album Toledo Window Box) on the turntable.I didn't get it. I was six.I grew up, though. I never cared for the drug humor, but the way he made me look at words ("semi-truck driver?"), the government, religion, and everything else made me laugh like a hyena on nitrous.He will indeed be missed.
While I didn't necessarily agree with all his views, I loved his humor. Carlin's first book, Brain Droppings is absolutely hysterical, and please, take it from me. Do not attempt to read this book in public, and especially not a restaurant.
Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker, and Tits. :(
Indeed.But ass? Ass is okay:“There are some words you can say part of the time. Most of the time ‘ass’ is all right on television. You can say, well, ‘You’ve made a perfect ass of yourself tonight.’ You can use ass in a religious sense, if you happen to be the redeemer riding into town on one — perfectly all right.”
Man, what a bummer. Makes me wanna howl a few of those seven words.
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